Friday, May 7, 2010
from San Carlos
We made it through the Valley of the Shadow of Death ~ aka Sinaloa, where all the warnings are centered ~ and arrived safely in San Carlos and got a room at our favorite hotel. BUT, little did we know that there is a celebration of a First Communion to be held out on the seaside lawn. Mariaches, a big buffet dinner, huge bar whipping up all sorts of drinks in blenders for the adults, rows and rows of soda cans for the kiddies and, to top it off, a HUGE disco set-up that is about 25 yards from our bedroom and balcony. All of this for a 10-year old girl. Imagine what her quinceanaro will be like! Much less her wedding. Had we known this we would have moved down the road to another place. Any other place, in fact. But we're here now and I can only hope everyone will be wiped out ~ one way or another ~ by midnight.
Tomorrow it's off to the border at Nogales. If we get out of here just when it's light we'll make it there by around 11 AM with one stop for gas. It will be good to get back. This is a long, arduous drive with the added wariness that goes with having read too many State Department warnings. But Mr. C clutched the steering wheel and kept up the pace while I clutched my good-luck talisman travel necklaces, and so far so good. Next stop: Gila Bend, AZ.
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I guess I was confused -- why would you go home to -- Sacramento, right? -- in the horrible summer, instead of staying down by the ocean? What am I missing here?
Here's what you'll be missing by leaving in May: horrible heat, horrible, horrible humidity, and horrible X3 mosquitoes and other chewing and biting bugs. To say nothing of torrential rains from mid-July - September, frequent electrical outages lasting from an hour to several days. Other than those inconveniences, why would you ever want to leave?
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