Home again

While on the way to the bus depot, we asked Manuel how much he would be charging us for his services. He had taken us on four trips. He said 300 pesos ($20.81). We thought he had done far more than this as he was available whenever we needed him and was never late. So we gave him 500 pesos ($34.74) 

He was happy and told us to call anytime we were in town and in need of a driver.

The bus ride down was uneventful and I even naped a few times. Not like me at all.

After arriving home we dropped off the luggage and walked up town for some food. Jorge at Terazza Cortez was happy to see us and we had a nice meal. We were also greeted by other Mexicans whom we know.

Nice sunset, a cool breeze, a cold drink, and a nice meal, all great except for that darn condensation.

There are some disadvantages to living here. For example, at lunch the other day, I ordered a glass of wine, and the condensation ran across the table, and I put my elbow in it. This is a classic first-world problem.

The next afternoon, we went to meet Castulo to get our car out of storage. There are several locks on the garage door, and he has about 2000 keys to choose from. So, we sat and waited in the shade until he sorted it all out.

Then he opens the door and there’s our baby, under about a half inch of dust. The driver’s door was blocked so I climbed over the seat to unlock the hood. After reconnecting the battery I climb back in and turn the key: Brooom! starts the first time every time. It’s an old Mexican beater car but it’s reliable and we don’t worry about looks.

There is so much sand in the car that we ordered a small shop vac. There is enough sand in there to start our own beach.

Down here, we only use windshield wipers for dust removal. In this case, the water had run out, but most of the dust was removed. I dread thinking about what the wipers would be like in the rain after all that abrasion.