We would have been busy as heck for the two months we spent in the US if we had done nothing more than visit on an individual basis with family and friends, including my sister Sharon; Rick’s sister Linda and her husband Rich; his sister Elena and Neil and their kids; his brother Andrew and his partner and their newborn, Alexa; Rick’s Mom; all of Rick’s local nieces and nephews; our grown children Dan and Drew and their partners by visiting them near Seattle; our neighbors including Bev and our old cat Po; my old friends Chris, Roz and Lynne from San Francisco; and Rick’s buddy John and his family.
But no, that’s not all we did. As I review our calendar, I can’t believe how much we squeezed into just eight weeks. We danced salsa and rueda several times with our old dancing group; we saw Linda’s new puppies and Rich’s new boat; I experienced the solar eclipse at about 78% blackout, we set up a legal trust for our kids; I completed a whole slew of boat canvas sewing projects while Rick built a wall in our carport in addition to a number of other house maintenance projects; we initiated our long term French Polynesian visas by visiting the French Consulate in San Francisco and turning in a ton of personal documentation; I provisioned for French Polynesia by ordering food stuffs only available on line, like canned meats and bulk freeze dried fruits and vegetables, that I can’t get in Mexico, while Rick bought more than 100 pounds of materials and supplies for other boat projects; we researched and bought a satellite phone; Rick bought a small guitar for Cool Change; we researched for our voyage to French Polynesia including learning a new, complicated weather routing software package; and I spent hours weighing and reweighing our baggage and sending off the excess supplies to everyone I knew who would be coming down to Mexico before we leave so they could bring the stuff to us.
In addition, I had a birthday; we went to a friend’s wedding, we witnessed the destruction of the California wine country fires, including friends’ and family’s homes being destroyed; we ordered and later discontinued a bunch of premium TV channels to get our TV fix while in the US; we had our annual medical checkups, ordered our routine prescriptions, and each spent our entire annual dental insurance allotment in those eight short weeks. We went to the Coloma bridge to see the annual pumpkin display on Halloween night. Our visit to the US, as it always has been every time we return from Mexico, was more than a whirlwind: it was a tornado!
It is always bittersweet, leaving our home in the USA to return to our floating home in Mexico. I will miss our big comfy bed, all the people we love, and our sunsets overlooking the river from our deck with a glass of good California wine. But the slower pace of life and the Mexican margaritas aren’t bad either! Besides, in a few short months if all goes as planned, we will be crossing an ocean!