I apologize to all of you who have been checking this regularly and wondering what happened to me. I promised to write three times a week and it’s been two weeks since I added anything. That last entry was soon after I received the copyedit of the anthology and I haven’t done anything but edit since it arrived.
But it’s done! And I am not in Washington, DC, buried in snow. In fact, until I phoned my friend Susan an hour ago (free using my new Magic Jack), I didn’t even know there had been a storm.
On Tuesday night, around two in the morning, my co-editor, Maria Altobelli in Patzcuaro, Mexico, and I hung up after a three hour Skype (we probably Skyped about twenty hours over four days). I packed up the manuscript which my friend Kelli FedEx’d the next day.
At seven AM on Wednesday morning, I stepped on a plane at Reagan National and seven hours later I stepped into a warm, welcoming Mexico (nowhere near Patzcuaro).
Last night I walked five minutes down a little sandy path to the ocean. The sun was gloriously setting in long orange swaths across the sky. By the time I got back to the house, the palm trees were silhouetted against the fading orange sky. It was breathtaking. (Sorry, all you folks on the east coast who can’t get out of your front doors.)
I am happily snuggled into a casita, trying to catch up a bit. Tomorrow I will take a walk and then get back to Let’s Get Global. I promised myself I would work on the content for the website. As I’ve said before, I can’t apply for funding until there’s a site. So….in the glorious warmth and ocean breezes of Todos Santos (about two hours up from the bottom of the Baja peninsula), I will be writing and researching. (My son and family arrive on the 24th and we’ll all be here until the 6th. This is their house.)
I did drive into town today after the plumber left (the shower broke!). Bought some oranges and a papaya from a guy on a dirt road, met a woman, an American who has been here for twenty years, who is preparing to become a nomad (total coincidence). And I brought some chocolate muffins and chocolate chip cookies to the manager of the Budget car place as a thank you. When I got there from the airport, I hadn’t changed any money yet. He looked at his watch and announced that the bank closed in ten minutes, and he flew out of the office with my two hundred dollars and came back with pesos. For fifteen minutes I was in charge.
I’ll write again in a couple of days. Thanks again for your patience.
