Best Blog everrrr! ok, Liz, do you remember how i almost had to be escorted out of White Spot for laughing /crying uncontrollably over the exploding intestine fish story? and still laugh alone in my car to this very day? well this story tops that! What else is Ron keeping from you? oh i'm basking in this blog, as i've given up the likes of tofu, bran muffins, sprout and quinoa, steel cut oats, cuz, well basically, they taste like sh*t. and i'm too old not to be enjoying what's left of my taste buds. I leave Capers/choices/whole foods scratching my head and gazing in bewilderment at the receipt. last week, turns out we had RATS in the basement suite. So we had to deal with that; and they were mischievous and naughty; they seemed to have a sense of humour, kinda like that kids movie; before Rattatouille. Anyway, i'm sure the cannister is "squeeky"clean now. Hopefully you won't grow any more wiskers than you already have! oh ha ha ha, yes your blogs are informative and brilliantly written, but this was the best blog everrrr!
El woofo Rooftop Dogs, wasn't that a band that i hung with in the 60's? I loved the freed bird ( i have a similar bag). Was Jeffrey your private teacher? how wonderful your travels are!
contrasts The contrasts are haunting. The dark tunnels under the town, the bright colours tumbling down the hill, or are they rising up it? The hot blooded drivers and the afternoon siestas .A simple culture on the surface, but as complex as any, and impossible to penetrate without being a part of it. I really enjoyed this entry and will think about it.
Carolyn
Exquisite writing, exquisite photos I am there with you with your exceptional descriptions. What an amazing combination of sights, sounds and experiences. Thank you for sharing and bringing us to this special corner of the world. Love, Miri
Gorgeous Photos Hi Liz,
How right you are. A picture is definitely worth a thousand words. All those colours are amazing. I can only imagine all the photo ops. You chose some gems. Well done. Love, Miri
What a wonderful experience. Real people, beauty and colour of a culture all in itself.
Truly, you find the depth of the country and it's people when you
go away from the tourist haunts and into the small towns or cities
far from the mass of holiday people. Fiestas, good food and
warm people make this country so special.
Such beauty, colour and incredible culture of real people in life, doing everything with smiles on their faces and warmth in their hearts. What an astounding place it is and it's so nice to be off
the beaten track of tourist haunts. Here you find the joy and love, plus the experience of everyday living amongst the people.
I've heard a lot about San Miguel, mostly good, but it has been called something like 'the Starbucks of Mexico", due to so much foreign influence. However, after seeing your photos with real people, it makes me want to go anyway. The morning coffee shot is most un Starbucks, and my favourite.
Carolyn
My Best Laid Plans Liz and Ron,
What an inspiration you are! The beauty and wonder of the world
you show in your blogs, amid the suffering and yet their is still
such warmth, humanity and caring among people. I so enjoy the
well written, descriptive and captivating messages you relate to all.
Fuzzy Liz your cupboards are full of goodies and to boot you have fuzzy running around
and Ron how thoughtful of you not to scare the begoolies out of Liz.
Hindsight? You know the expression "Hindsight is 20/20"? That is to say, if one had it to do over again, one would know how to act perfectly. In this case, I can safely say, I would not have altered my actions by one iota. Liz would have positively freaked out had I done anything differently. A big pat on my own back!
Cheers ! What a funny story. I am drinking my boiled tap water right at this moment. Your writing style is engaging and most lovely despite the furry central character. Look forward to more.
Well, there you are! Spooky, we were just talking about you the other day, wondering where in the world you are and missing the stories. Nice to hear from you - happy travels!
my best laid plans There is a saying in England that we all eat a peck of dirt before we die. I think you had your lifetimes worth in one day with the mouse!
Getting rid of mice and rats Your story puts me in mind of another: A couple of rabbis were chatting over lunch and the conservative rabbi related to the other how overrun his temple was with vermin. The reform rabbi told him that he had had the same problem but had solved it. He told how he had spread a whole bunch of goodies around in the sanctuary one Friday night after services. Nuts, fruit, cheese, kosher salami, a while gamut of enticing treats that he knew would get all the families of rats and mice altogether at once. So what happened, asked the conservative rabbi. The reform rabbi said, I hid behind the pulpit for a long time until I could hear them all out there gnawing and chewing up all the yummy stuff I had put out for them and then I quietly stood up, bar mitzvah'd all of them, and they haven't been back since.
Being an avid water drinker I am trying to remember how many times I have had huge glasses of water while visiting the cabin. All I can say is that next time I arrive for a relaxing vacation, I come with an extra suitacase filled with sealed bottled water and a cat!
Carnival cruise! I can't thank you enough for letting me live my life vicariously thru you. I had to laugh because a client in the office had to cancel today because they were too concerned about their safety, in cruising to Europe. lol what might happen? they'd drink too much, get drunk and bloated and roll off their chaise lounge into the pool and drown?
Sara
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Best Blog everrrr!
ok, Liz, do you remember how i almost had to be escorted out of White Spot for laughing /crying uncontrollably over the exploding intestine fish story? and still laugh alone in my car to this very day? well this story tops that! What else is Ron keeping from you? oh i'm basking in this blog, as i've given up the likes of tofu, bran muffins, sprout and quinoa, steel cut oats, cuz, well basically, they taste like sh*t. and i'm too old not to be enjoying what's left of my taste buds. I leave Capers/choices/whole foods scratching my head and gazing in bewilderment at the receipt. last week, turns out we had RATS in the basement suite. So we had to deal with that; and they were mischievous and naughty; they seemed to have a sense of humour, kinda like that kids movie; before Rattatouille. Anyway, i'm sure the cannister is "squeeky"clean now. Hopefully you won't grow any more wiskers than you already have! oh ha ha ha, yes your blogs are informative and brilliantly written, but this was the best blog everrrr!