A Quick Update

In 2010, we moved back to the small town in Colorado that I never stopped missing while we lived in Mexico. Now I sometimes miss Mexico, but I wouldn't travel as freely as we did when we were there, camping out in remote areas and so forth.

Mexico today is in a period of change, and in many ways it is more dangerous now. That said, I have plenty of American friends who still live there very happily, just taking a few more precautions than they did in the past.

Just to say!


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July 25, 2007 — We got home last night, from a terrific two-month road trip: family in Idaho, friends in Arizona and Colorado, and about a week exploring the Ozarks.

We haven’t driven around Mexico in the rainy season before, and the countryside is beautiful, so green everywhere, with red-tile-roofed villages in the distance looking much more romantic than they generally are when you get to them! Once the rains begin in central Mexico, temperatures drop and we greatly enjoyed cooler weather than we had had in the US.

Still, part of the driving was on crowded highways, with a couple of memorable bits of more or less an hour on hilly two-lane roads where huge semis think nothing of passing continuously. It seems to be a perpetual game of chicken. I kept my eyes shut (I wasn’t driving!) as much as I could, and announced at one point that I was *never* going on another long Mexican road trip. We’ll see! It won’t be anytime soon, anyway… Nearing home, I still don’t know how the car in the lane next to us managed to avoid the befuddled-looking large dog right in front of it.

It was great to pull in our driveway about 9 PM, still in daylight. Our dear friend Roberto was there to greet us, along with his daughters who have been living in our house and caring for our dog and two cats. LarryDog was running joyously around the yard, coming back to us every few moments. The cats were in the window, waiting for us to come inside.

What a joy and a relief to be here!

There were a couple of men we didn’t know there too, working on our water system. Roberto and Kelly went over to join them, and I didn’t get the whole story till later.

We’d been stolen from, a week ago.

One or more young guys had broken our gate, used bolt cutters to remove the lock on our patio de servicio where tools are kept, and taken our two propane tanks. From here and there around the yard, they had stolen the copper tubing that brings water into the house, the electrical wiring necessary to pump water up to our big black water storage tank, and miscellaneous small fittings.

So we had neither running water nor propane. No hot showers for us.

The young women living in our house had been taking buckets of water from our pool into the bathroom to bathe and flush the toilet so we did too. The repairs the men were wrapping up restored water, and Roberto lent us a propane tank and a fitting, so this morning we got the basics reinstalled.

Evidently five houses in our neighborhood were hit, including the ones on both sides of us. This was during the day, when the women were at work and our dog was in the house. The items taken were all things that can easily be sold to get money for drugs, and that is what Roberto thinks happened. He’s already contacted local police and made a report.

Does this sound familiar? See my blog entry from January about Kelly’s tools being stolen. (This time, the tools were safe under the kitchen table.)

Our friends left about ten, and we went back and forth from our car at the bottom of our long, narrow lot to house at the top, bringing in our luggage and the various things we’d bought in the US. The family next door was out from Guadalajara and their grandchildren were playing in their yard. A couple of blocks away, a small band was practicing a tune we’ve heard them do before. The bright moonlight made our yard look even more romantic than usual. The two datura plants by the car scented the air.

It was all very Mexican, and we were home.

Comments from the old blog:

Wayne said…

Glad you made it back safely. What a drag getting stolen from. We just completed a 7 week driving tour of Mexico (you would have hated it!) and found our house broken into and our computers stolen. You certainly have the right attitude about it though. No sense crying over spilled milk. Doesn’t seem to matter what precautions you take, if a thief wants in, he will find a way. Again, welcome home!

And I said,

At least they did not get inside the house!

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