Here I am, blistering sun beating down and hordes of hucksters between me and the freedom of the streets.

This puts me in a sympathetic frame of mind toward any and all cats facing a forest of legs between them and the great outdoors. Not enough to turn any of them loose mind you, I know better than most that there are always downsides to that kind of freedom, but enough to wish the way a bit easier.

Since I am not one for beaches beyond sticking my toes in once just to say that I have there are limited entertainments for me. I headed over to Wiki as a better source of information than on the tourist maps. Interesting to note that there has been a thriving port here since the late 1500s ( take that DAR). I might find a museum or just wander.

Break. Coffee break that is. I made the mistake of updating the software on my phone. Watching an iOS download and installation is even less thrilling than watching paint dry. Col r change is much more satisfying than creeping lines that mostly don’t seem to move while aggressively running down the battery.

Any way. I have a sunny day and a noticeable lack of tourists. In this location. Peddlers, yes, they seem impossible to avoid, but otherwise a cool breeze and good coffee.

And no, I have absolutely no interest in Cliff Divers. Spending 6 months in PM&R working with spinal cord injured young adults permanently cured me of any fascination with risky diving.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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2 Responses to Acapulco

  1. Ron says:

    Hi Holly,

    Were there still lots of manned heavy technicals and VW beetles driving around?

    And hardly any tourists?

    Keep up the good blog,


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