Who am I?

Sunday, January 25
7 mile walk plus swim  

Not too many people would resonate with our idea of a great day, especially a vacation day.

I woke up around 9am, thinking it was only 7 since I never changed my pedometer.  I think I've caught up on sleep. 

Breakfast of banana, the best goat's milk yogurt and granola and coffee for me.  

On Sundays the main boulevard closes to traffic for recreational activities.

In search of the best resort for a day pass, we headed south until we arrived at the Sheraton. Lunch here and then the bus back home for 15 pesos for both of us - for the bus; lunch was 400.

Here are the specs on day passes:

Hacienda Buenaventura

580pesos incl breakfast, lunch, drinks

Crystal

300 pp

150 comida

Nieta libre

Las palmas by the sea

450 pesos including drinks and meal

225 for nieta

Sheraton 

350 cada persona

Libre por nieta

100 pesos para comer o beber

Still must check Fiesta Americana

Now off for a swim.

Some musings:

As we walked through the various hotels today, I was constantly reminded of Woody Allen's statement: "I would never want to join a club that allowed me."  It was a very homogenous atmosphere and that translates to many many Caucasian people our age in various stages of the aging process.  I struggled. My ego struggled.  I had to accept that this is me.  I can't disparage.  Or judge.  But it made me uncomfortable.  And made me want to lose weight.  

However, as always, when we spoke with individuals it felt better.  Many people have been coming to PV to the same place for 20+ years and this is like a home away from home with many connections.  People are living their lives.  And the warmth of companionship, the sense of safety, the sun and the activities add to quality of life.  It's time to let that go.  

We enjoyed the Sheraton, however because it didn't feel like "senior camp".  There were a variety of people, many Mexicans, younger people, children.  

Meanwhile, I am thankful that we have each other and that we can walk as much as we do and relish this time of life.  

As we found with the Camino, there is an adjustment period.  But we know that already we are feeling that closeness that comes with a new adventure and being someplace different.  And taking the time.  

We Skyped with the Seattle clan tonight, Hazel brought us into her room where we read the Princess of Borscht book together as she held the book and turned the pages and we read it outloud.  I loved that.  They'll be joining us in 3 weeks.  As we go places, especially the beach and the pool, we can't help but get excited about how much Hazel will love this!!  She remembers everything from last time, even the fact that as soon as they arrived, she ran in the sprinkler in front of our house!!  Oh the plasticity of young brains.  Mi casa es tu casa.  

It's ridiculous how one day just blends into the next.  Without this blog, I would not recall what we've done each day.  But then again, why does it matter?