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Published: March 8th 2014
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I never really appreciated the aptness of the snow bird term used to describe those who head south from the snowy and cold northern states and provinces until now... the Canadians here are beginning to stir..to become agitated and restless...a few are breaking away early and heading north this week...many more to follow. These little towns will be deserted soon...
We took the bus to San Pancho on Wednesday. It is a very sweet little town about 20 minutes south of here. In the 1970's, a former President of Mexico tried to make it into a model village, building a hospital and schools, planting many trees. Sadly, his corruption caught up with him and he had to escape the country, taking his money (well, the Mexican peoples' money) with him....so the town is not the self-sufficient place he had imagined...but still very pretty...
We had a goodbye potluck brunch here at the Caracol today...many people have been coming here for years...some for a few months, some for six.
There is s grey squirrel on the grounds. We were told that they are not native and my theory is he decided to hitch a ride in someone's RV...to get
way from the winters...
Another sad property story here: a couple fro Oregon bought a beautiful lot on the hill overlooking the sea...and had a multi-national corp. block their access road...with armed guards! They could try going to court, but no assurances they'd win...so they stay here in the trailer park and try not to look at their land....The same corporation has blocked access to the beautiful little cove next to our beach...
We also heard at brunch that the cowboy we see riding on the beach and around town is wanted by drug cartel people in LA and is hiding out here with the protection of his family. So far, he has cut/bit off someone's ear and shot someone else, but is still free to roam on his horse! Other rumors are that this a cartel hideout town, thus the quiet, and lack of crime...nothing to draw attention. Who knows?
Also, there has been a large group of rough and unfriendly Mexicans (and if you've been to Mexico, you know how friendly the Mexicans usually are...!) here for a few days. I don't know where they all spent the night, but a few have rented a
room here, and the rest come, get drunk, loud, and then disappear. They left today to everyone's relief...and they may have been cartel people too...?
We got food poisoning on Wednesday night...and were laid completely low all day on Thursday. We had planned to go to big market in the next town, but could barely move from bed to the patio and back...We were both much better the next day. I ran two miles and walked to town for supplies Friday morning.
We are spending our last full day here swimming (the surf has gone down finally!), reading, and packing.
Our cat appears to have cancer, so we will take her home to spend a few last days with her, unless she rallies with being on home turf again....
Between our illness and Betty's, I think we're ready to come home....
Thanks for coming on this trip with us...!
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Home and Away
Bob Carlsen
I've enjoyed traveling with you...
my grandfather was also Canadian...and a snow bird. After he retired at the age of 65, for the next 30 winters he drove with my grandmother to Bradenton, Florida. My aunts finally had to put a stop to that as his driving was dangerous to him and others. May we all live to enjoy warm winters for that long!