In our life so far Herman and I have made so many plans that end up changing, that we often laugh about any plans we make at all. The last month has been no exception and turned out to be another roller coaster ride of sadness, plan changes, and excitement.
I have finally been able to book my plane ticket and will start work in a couple of weeks. So excited to get back into it, and being able to adjust life so that I can be there for my family and Dominique's upcoming wedding.
The house closed last week (March 1) which made us so happy after the ten months of waiting for this day.
We were invited to our neighbours' son's 5th birthday party. It was an amazing experience. The women arrive first for an extended religious celebration led by a female Mayan elder and a guitarist who leads the singing. From our limited understanding it appeared that the mother and child are blessed during the ceremony. At the end of the celebration the men join the event. The guests are invited to the front to wish the child happy birthday and the parents receive the presents, which are put aside. The birthday cake is then brought out, and candles are blown out after everyone sings Happy Birthday. The religious leaders then depart and the party continues where the guests each receive a glass of pop and a plate of food with a piece of the cake. Small plastic bags are handed out and the kids then line up to punch the pinata and the candies are then shared with everyone in their little bags. Then the guests head home and the close family members stay for the rest of the evening. We had so much fun and have already received our next invite. We love living here, and I know I am going to miss it a lot.
We spent a lovely day yesterday driving along the emerald coast. We walked with Xena on a stretch of beach in Puerto Chuburnu. Life is so calm and beautiful sometimes!
Herman is meeting with the contractor next week to start discussions for the upcoming construction at the house. We are both excited to get going on the work that will happen here now that we own the house.
Herman will keep me updated with pictures and stories of life in Mexico so that I can keep the blog going.
Surprise: The house has not closed yet. Guess not really a surprise. Life still goes on, and more money is spent on monthly rent. If you ever decide to move here, be prepared for a lot of things LOL. It is lucky that we have a sense of humour, or maybe just a tad of insanity.
We ate a lovely lunch last Sunday, prepared by the very artistic Niki and her sidekick Louis. And received two very lovely Valentine's Day cards from their beautiful twins, Poppy and Maia. Made our day!
Herman's card: "Happy Valitime's day"
Denise's card: "Happy Valitime's day"
To: Herman and To: You
Funny how some things become normal in the Yucatan: we no longer even mention the spiders or scorpions we encounter, we just accept the pests as a part of life. However, the recent occurrences of giant flying cockroaches deserve their own pic! EEEWWW.
Giant flying cockroach next to Herman's foot.
We are still trying to eliminate leaf cutter ants from our life, especially after they ate both my two new crouton shrubs down to stubs overnight. We received new intel on the necessary ammunition required for the war we have declared against these mighty destroyers of gardens. We will test it out soon...
Last week Xena was very sick. She was lethargic, had no appetite, had a high fever, and she could only breath through her mouth. All in all, we concluded that she had something as severe as the man-cold. Luckily our friend Vianny has a vet she recommended. She was absolutely amazing and even followed up with us on WhatsApp this week to find out how Xena was doing. We are so happy to report that Xena is better now and almost back to normal.
Sick sleepy Xena.
This week is the date when I can start my residency renewal application for the next three years and I am so excited, but still a little nervous, to get this done. It is a process, as was the first application, but if you follow the steps it all gets done. Just chill and go with the flow. The staff were amazing last time, and I have no reason to think they won't be again. Hi-ho-hi-ho-hi-ho it's off to Mérida INM we go...
The weather has been awesome with cool nights and hot days. Swimming and beer are the order of each day. Of course there is some work being done with all the planning for me to return to Canada for the wedding and other family matters. And quite a lot of stress in dealing with the upcoming long distance relationship we are submitting ourselves to. But hell, after 31 years, including 2 years of military separation, bring it on! It is of course made so much easier because of the amazing people we have as friends, family, and friends who have become family. Thanks for your never-ending support of our normal.
It is just fantastic to live in a climate where late January turns into spring and many blossoms are appearing on the naked tree limbs, indicating the end of winter. Gone are the endless long dark winter days of Canada and we are stunned that the days are getting longer and noticeably warmer already. We've had a few swims over the past week and even some rainstorms. The evenings are still chilly enough to enjoy an outside barbecue without too many bugs. We have a bat that flies low over the pool eating the bugs and freaking out the pooch.
The birds in the garden are noticeably fewer this time of year, but it is still beautiful in the mornings listening to the sound of country living. Some roosters seem to have serious issues with timing and will crow in the middle of the afternoon or the middle of the night. Maybe it's all the street lights that have been installed in the small town recently. Goats, chickens, Brahmans and horses are a comfortable occurrence on our street and the newborn puppies, kid and calf are sweet to encounter on our frequent excursions to the local fresh market. We have become part of the community here and people no longer stare and point at the weird people who have moved to their small town.
We have recently often been dropped outside an unknown house not far from here by some of the moto-taxi drivers and then we had to tell them, no, please continue. We were a little surprised, but then found out that another "gringo" couple have moved into the town. Shortly thereafter, Dianna came over and introduced herself. She and her husband are from the southern US and have moved here after living in Mérida for 8 years. It was interesting to wonder if we all look the same to the locals.
In Mexico, services come to you, not the other way round. Each service then plays a special jingle, so that you can be notified of said arrival. The baker plays a certain tune, the water delivery another tune, the gas supplier yet another one. As such when the water guy is a few blocks away, we get our empty bottles ready for exchange for the new refilled ones. He promptly drives to our front door and carries the full bottles into the house and removes the empty ones for next time.
We skip the gas delivery, since we do not have a stove yet. But boy, does the baker's cart every afternoon around 4:30 stir things up! The entire neighbourhood seems to surround the cart on almost every street corner and at our house Xena is front and centre to start barking at the excitement of our not too infrequent purchases of freshly baked rolls. On those days when we do not need bread, we will then mentally refrain from running outside as if an invisible force is encouraging us to do so. Maybe a little Pavlovian conditioning happening here?
We do feel that we were made for rural living and cannot understand what took us so long to discover we both felt this way. I know I have been pretty vocal about my feelings on city life over the years, but financially it was never viable. But I never realized that Herman also secretly felt the same. And people say women are hard to understand. Whatever, right ladies?
I have decided it was time to insert some culture into my reading habits and downloaded the book "To Kill A Mockingbird". It is an amazing book and I thoroughly enjoyed it after I got over the language of a bygone era. Onto some Hemingway next and who knows, maybe I'll read some F. Scott Fitzgerald. I am finding a sentimental enjoyment of the non-smutty writing of an era where language was used to its intended extent and not every second eBook author became a New York bestseller.
We recently ventured out to Chicxulub Puerto in search of a friend's daughter who spent a couple of weeks here to volunteer. We never found her, because they were probably off at some project, but we did see the place where they were staying, and it was typically secure for accommodating young volunteers in a foreign environment. So we stopped for lunch, visited the local fresh market and leisurely drove back home through several small towns where we took some pictures of the focal point of each town: the church. It was a pleasant day driving through rural Mexico and the vivid colours reminded us what a beautiful place we have chosen to live in. We also discovered that we are very close to one of the most sought after haciendas in the Yucatan, visited by royalty (not our type of accommodation). The Hacienda Katanchel is literally just a few kilometres down the road. If you are inclined to enjoy the finer things in life and can afford it, here is more information.
In our daily endeavours to live simply, we sorted out our routine to boil a few eggs on a fire, which only takes about 40 minutes start to finish😏. But since time is not money here, we can manage.
Changes we have noticed to our routine are that Herman now absolutely drives "Meksikaan", and we both have a walking pace we fondly refer to as "Mayan". These are good changes that we hope to hang onto, even though I doubt if mine will last long into 2018, since I am planning an extended visit to Canada in March this year, and I know life there is a different kettle of fish. We walk around the neighbourhood sometimes, and took a few pictures of the water tower and trees magically illuminated by the setting sun. We also walk past the local bull fighting arena, which we have not had the gumption to visit as of yet.
This week's video includes lots of pictures, but sadly, no videos of Herman dancing or singing (maybe next time). Enjoy!
We have started the new year excited to get some news about the paperwork for the house, but now, almost halfway into January, nothing is firmed up yet. The months of waiting, have given us a sense of calm that neither one of us would have considered possible, but we are certain that things happen for a reason.
February brings around our renewal date for our residency and we are looking forward to get that done for the next three years.
Herman received the quote for the additions to the house and once the house is in our name, we can start construction. That is so exciting. After several reiterations, I think we have a final picture in our minds of what we'd like to see. The casita is no longer part of the plan for the addition, as we realized that we do not need that just in case someone visits us one week in a year. Excess does not fit in with living simply.
I am over the moon about the engagements and future weddings, and I am planning on buying the "mother of the bride" (I love saying that!) -dress in Mérida and am looking forward to going shopping for it. I will also spend some time in Canada this year, to be close to Dominique and the excitement of planning for her big day. It is one of the reasons we decided to live in Mexico - so that we are close enough to go home when we need to.
We had a lovely dinner at Santiago's house last week and his mom made panuchos, which is a dish consisting of refried beans, chicken, tomato, onion and egg on small fried tortillas. It is a Yucatecan traditional meal. It was so good that I made it again for us on the weekend. With all the food I have been learning to make here, I have decided that I will start writing down the recipes and posting them on my blog. Santiago's dad gave me a flower from one of the trees in his garden, called the false bird of paradise. I wanted to find this flower since we came here, so it was a lovely surprise. He also gave me a book about Mérida, which will be the first Spanish book I am reading, and Herman was the lucky recipient of a beautiful hand made clay coffee mug. Such lovely people!
We went to Mérida last week to check out a large craft store in Centro, called Fantasia Miguel, where a friend of ours, Nikki joined us. Dominique and Natara would have loved all the supplies for dream catchers you can get there, especially the many colours of thin and soft leather strips. It has the most amazing glass beads and a lot of other natural materials for crafts. Afterwards we went to some textile stores and then on to Lucas de Galvez market for some fresh veggies. It was a very enjoyable morning.
I bought a few small clay pots that I decided to decorate and use to plant some succulents in. I am testing the local paint to see if they will be durable in the sun, before I do some larger projects. I hope to start doing some paintings again soon too and am thoroughly enjoying the creativity.
One of the neighbour's dogs, who we call Bella, has literally moved in here and we have a hard time getting her to leave. We don't want to be accused of stealing some kid's pet, so I think it will be necessary for us to temporarily close off the front wall to stop her from coming over the fence, until the construction of that part of the property can be completed. She is the sweetest dog and reminds me of Konstanz's Belle in South Africa. Xena likes her, but dominates the poor creature and looks at her as if she is not worthy of her attention. Dogs are super entertaining sometimes.
Herman and I are enjoying the cooler weather, but it is also really cold some nights, and we decide on a nightly basis whether we are making up the sleeper couch or if we are sleeping in the hammocks. It makes for an interesting non-routine-routine. Today was hammock wash day and with the breeze and the sunshine they were dry in about three hours. It still warms up nicely during the day.
So far 2018 promises to be full of new adventures with the planned wedding, visits to Canada, and upcoming construction. (I'm sure there will be some interesting construction tales to tell.) So far, what we have noticed is that the biggest challenge will probably be the quantities of some of the supplies. As an example, when I decided to make a blanket, it was almost impossible to get the quantity of the yarn in the colours I originally wanted, so I just ended up making a multi-coloured blanket instead. It is not life altering, but when you're talking floor tiles, it could get interesting. From what we have read, patience solves all problems, and as long as you don't mind waiting, you can get it done.
Mexico is a place of contrasts and a country that at first may be overwhelmingly different, but it grows on you (like a fungus haha). Now that I have been here for almost a year, I truly love the country and the people. I am no longer intimidated by the traffic and have no problem driving here, which gave me back some freedom and a lot of confidence. It is becoming a part of me in a way that I would not have thought possible a few months ago and even though I still miss Canada and my friends and family, I am starting to feel more like I belong here. My Spanish is improving - not as fast as I'd like - so we are talking to people whenever we can. We should make more of an effort to mingle! I know that Herman and I have made a good decision to retire here, and it is no longer just because it is affordable.
It has been quite the year for us. We left behind our adopted home of 21 years and moved to Mexico. We drove through a country known for its violence, not speaking the language, with heightened awareness, feeling invincible and vulnerable with intermittent frequency. Both our children got engaged and have chosen their life partners. Such a giant decision in one's life. We are lucky that they have picked two people that we both have come to love over the past few years.
We have met wonderful new people and have learnt a lot about the local traditions, food and unending generosity of its people. We are struggling through our broken Spanish, but improve daily. To say we have changed is an understatement. We have grown, each in their own way and we have found ourselves in constant upheaval in the process that we know from experience, takes years to finally reach that feeling of belonging.
Mexico is the kind of place that grows on you. You may instantly love the people, which is not difficult to do, but the country has so many contrasts and raises feelings in yourself that you didn't know you had, and sometimes didn't want to have. You get to know yourself.
We continue to strive to live in the moment, make the most of each day, and leaving the old year and any negativity behind. Luckily the Mexicans have a tradition to burn away the old year by stuffing a home made mannequin (or an old man piñata) with straw and fireworks and at midnight set it alight; thus burning away the old and leaving any bad events in the past. Last night, we were privileged to have been invited outside by our neighbours, where everyone came outside, burning their old year mannequins and wishing each other (and us) Happy New Year. It was an awesome experience, and one I look forward to for many years to come.
Right now, at the beginning of a new year, we have many more decisions to make, and many more lessons to learn. We are excited about it, and also apprehensive. Sometimes you want to peak at what the future holds. We are blessed with good friends (old and new). We have things to look forward to (did I mention weddings) and so much to live for every day.
Feliz Años Nuevo. Happy New Year. Love and Peace to one and all.
