Last Day....

What to do...what to do...

Well, I did do some partial packing and putting things together.  But I knew that this final day needed to be spent saying my goodbyes.  I packed up the left over tequila, hot sauce, salt, etc. and headed into town.

As I'm walking, one of the cab drivers calls me by name. We chitchat and he asks if I have a ride to the airport tomorrow.  I tell him that I don't, and he said for 280 pesos, he'll pick me up at 2 and take me.  Woohoo!  It pays to be friendly and attempt the language here.  And, he truly is a nice guy.

I stopped by Zorro's to see if the coozies came in (they didn't), but had a couple of beers there and said my goodbyes. I then headed over to Porto de Mare to say goodbye to Arturo.  He is the recipient of my leftover stuff.  While in the bar, I ended up meeting 2 more nice couples. And the really cool thing?  They're as conservative as I am.  It was refreshing to be able to talk freely without fear of someone getting all snotty, shooting up their hand as if to block out my existence and dismiss me.  No, I will not get political here and am well aware that everyone has a right to their opinions.  But after the incident in Ixtapa, this was refreshing.

We had a hell of a singsong and talked about the possibilities of being an Expat here.  Especially since the one couple just put an offer on a place.  I've been reading the "Two Expats" blog and its really good and makes me believe that all things are possible...including living in paradise.  I also got a couple of suggestions to try when I come back, which I will share with you.

1.  3 different types of Posole at Saint Prescia Posolaria.  Only offered on Thursdays between 1 - 5.   Be there between 12 and 12:30 because the band starts at 1:15 and it will be impossible to get in.

2.  First restaurant on the right side of the basketball courts offers meatloaf on Fridays with mashed potatoes and veggies.  If you get tired of the local cuisine and just need a tastebud break, apparently, it's really good.

I didn't want to head back too late, so I said my goodbyes and gave hugs all around.   And made my last trek up the staircase.  Yes, it was dark. No, it wasn't late. Yes, I had protection.  No, nothing happened to me.  I walked into the entry and talked my friends at the resort.  They couldn't believe I was leaving and said that I was part of the family now that I've stayed so long.  I feel like it.

I took one more dip in the pool and gazed at the stars and the lights of Zihua.  This truly is a wondrous place. I headed back up because I still needed to check in for my Southwest flight from LAX.  Don't forget...You are two hours ahead of the west coast, so when checking into an 8:40 flight from LAX, you can't do it until 10:40 Zihua time.  Fortunately, I'm A16, so it paid off!!!

A little more packing and off to bed.  Gotta see the sunrise in the morning!!