It has been cold for days and it will continue for a few more days making it uncomfortable for everyone. It is unheard of to have central heating here and the locals use space heaters if they are lucky. I am merely uncomfortable, the locals, suffer.
I am surprised at how cold it feels here, perhaps it is the humidity and of course the wind. Still this far south of San Diego and it is in the forties that is just wrong! I thought it would be more pleasant than this at least during the day; once again I’m wrong.
Today was laundry day and once I was glad of it as the Laundromat was warmer than outside and waiting for my clothes to finnish I was at least temporarily warm so much so I had to take my jacket off.
Hopefully the weather will turn for the better in a few days and I can quit whining 🙂
I don’t cry at every thought and whim but I find that my mind wanders easily to things that lead me to think of my dear Shelby. I was in Wal-Mart and passed the shelf where the same blanket I bought for Shelby was (she is buried in it) and I started crying, I managed to control myself and get on with shopping and got out of the store without further incident.
I wonder when I’ll get past this? I knew I was attached to the old girl because my day was planned around her needs and I enjoyed just being close to her and watching her even when she was sick. Caring for her for years has been a joy and now just a big hurt.
I am making plans to head to Mexico next week; maybe leaving here and not being so close to Shelby’s grave will help me adjust sooner rather than my living with sadness all the time. The trip to San Felipe Mexico will a quiet one without my pal to talk to and plan pee break stops for. I have ordered a marker for her grave and in some mysterious way that gives me a bit of peace, giving her resting spot a bit of dignity befitting a dear friend.
In all this I haven’t mentioned my other fur kid PIA Cat she has been with me even longer and is quite old now, she is 18 or 19 years old. As a kitten she was always getting into trouble and racing about the house a like a crazy cat. She is Siamese and at times vocal and always curious. Now that she is old she spends a great deal of time sleeping and has issues jumping up on her favorite bed or table to get her food. Still she jumps a lot higher than I do so I’m not criticizing ….Still she is a great comfort and gives her love as freely as ever.
Pia Cat checking out the view she is a wonderful kitty very loving
I bit the bullet and bought new tires for the rig. It was hard parting with all that money, but it had to be done as the tires on the old bus where past due for changing out. The tire men doing the heavy work at Jack Furrier’s Tire Center in Tucson showed me where the crack on one tire had made it all around the rim and on an other tire it was almost halfway around the rim. Those tires were ready to blow and cause me a lot of trouble, trouble I don’t need right now. I feel relieved that the tires I am riding on are new and should not blow anytime soon.
Shelby being cool
Now my mind has two issues my dog and her problems and getting back to Mexico and my home. Tomorrow evening I and Shelby have an appointment with the Vet most likely the last appointment for Shelby.
Now I am turning my attention to my return to San Felipe Mexico. The immigration Law has changed in Mexico and the way the law will be enforced is still a bit murky, but it looks like one can become a permanent resident easier now unless the information I have read is not correct. I sure hope it is correct as I would like to become a permanent resident of Mexico and learn Spanish at a high level which will take a great effort and a lot of time. I have little else to do with my time so I have to dedicated myself to that task.
I am updating links to Facebook and linked-in with this blog seems I missed the boat on doing this, my blogs used to be linked to Facebook don’t know why the link got lost. Such is modern interactive apps they change but you don’t catch it.
Still preparing for the trip north today I will be calling about insurance for the tow vehicle to have it added to the policy of the RV. I have liability on the tracker while it is in Mexico but when I cross the border I need to make sure it is covered in the U.S.. I bought it here in Mexico so it wasn’t necessary to insure the vehicle in the U.S. until I cross the border. With three vehicles I have different policies for each one some cover them only in Mexico others cover only in the U.S.. I’ve got documents in every vehicle and the Mexican registered one has its own file I carry because it was imported years ago but it is an American made vehicle and if I am stopped and checked by Mexican Customs I want to have my documentation that the vehicle is legally registered in Mexico, it is insured both countries so when I go shopping in the U.S. I’m covered. Life is full of details, but if you don’t take care of them they can come back and bite you in the Rump-us-Bumpus.
William Frost Layton in recreational vehicle on tract of land he later developed into Layton’s Cottage, Trailer, and Fishing Park: Riviera Beach, Florida (Photo credit: State Library and Archives of Florida)
I am preparing to take the RV and Tracker north. I need to get a check-up with my doctors it has been almost a year and I am feeling fatigued; it could be my medication, diet, heart health or combination, then again it could be something else entirely. But it is time to find out the cause.
I have been getting the RV ready I had the cooling system flushed and a leak from the transmission looked after. I also had the connection for the tow vehicle installed and the tow vehicle had to be rewired to match the RV so the turn signals worked correctly. I have also gotten some experience hitching up my tow vehicle. Another thing that gives me concern is that I cannot see the tow vehicle when we are driving straight unless it casts a shadow on the road and that needs the sun in the right spot to see a shadow. Next is to re-load the RV with my stuff and some supplies to last a few days then contract with a gardener to take care of my plants and trees then hit the road north.
The one more concern is the road north to Mexicali and the border is under construction and a large portion is a gravel by-pass road that can be rough in spots. I worry about my tires on the makeshift road. Also this is monsoon season and a rain storm can turn the makeshift road to a mud torture test in an instant. I will make my decision to use the highway with the by-pass road or take the cross peninsular road to Ensenada and then to the Tecate border crossing. From what I hear the Tecate crossing can be a long wait at times-up to five hours. Not a pleasant thought on a hot day!
Mothership and the shuttle vehicle ready for the trip to the border
I already have my appointments made at the two doctors offices so I feel committed to the plan now. Organization is the key word what to take, what to leave and a shopping list. There are some things I want to bring back for the house when I return.
I went to bed and woke up in the night hearing the waves on the beach and seeing the flash of the lighthouse. The waves were coming ashore just 5 or 6 meters away from the rig. The sky was clear and the lights on the fishing boats were bright ….beautiful !
I know I haven’t posted in a long while and I feel guilty about that, but the deal fell through on selling the ranchito and I gave up waiting around to find a seller and left it in my real-estate agent’s hands and hit the road. I am now in Idaho visiting family and having a wonderful time.
I have been studying Spanish and still it goes slowly when you don’t have a teacher present to keep you on track and challenged and not being able to converse with Spanish speakers daily is a hindrance. From past experience I know that once I get into usage Spanish, even my limited version, I will improve once I am using it daily. To that end I plan to start using Spanish more in my daily life; listening to Spanish radio, TV and novelas.
I am thinking of returning to Mexico this idea has been swirling around my brain for weeks now and it is getting more and more intense as time goes on. What is it about Mexico that I like so much ? Why does Mexico pull at me like a magnet ? Something to think about. I keep looking at the real-estate ads for Merida and remember all the cute little old houses there in Centro and how things looked and all the places to visit and what the sounds are like there. If you can’t stand noise don’t go to Mexico there is plenty of noise all kinds of noise; fireworks, dogs, traffic, car/truck horns, music, construction noises, loud talking/yelling, animal noises the whole enchilada. I miss it.
My health has been good lately, knock on wood, no pain no discomfort not fatigue life has been good; I hope it stays that way….