I'm not very sad about leaving ;-)
In the skytrain to the airport I take a front seat (right behind the children's row at the front window). Just before the train leaves another passenger runs into the rain and with much noise and moaning plops himself on the seat across the aisle. I'm reading a newspaper and if I had been wearing glasses I would have peered over their upper edge when I slowly turn my head to look at the noisy newcomer (You have seen that look in many movies). It's a heavyweight blond person and it takes me a split second to recognize my travel companion who I was supposed to meet the airport. A few split seconds later his head has turned also and he recognizes me eyeing him with that look. He starts shouting "OH OH OH, THAT LOOK".
Hans, co-owner of the fabulous Stevens Creek Guesthouse, and I are on our way to Puerto Vallarta.
At the airport I eat Chicken Teriyaki atToshi and a glass of white wine from KOHO (After owing one food poisoning to KOHO, I no longer eat there).
|Puerto Vallarta Airport|
|The moon seen from the hotel room balcony|
|The pool, the moon, and some crashing waves seen from the hotel's balcony|
|The shore line WITHOUT hourly fireworks|
|The shoreline WITH hourly fireworks|
But my world is OK now. I am writing this post at 11:20 local time 40 meters from the ocean, only dressed in shorts, a T-shirt, and sandals without socks.
This morning, Regina, my fabulous waitress at Denny's in Vancouver, exclaimed that she wished she had my resources and free time, when she heard that I was leaving Vancouver again. A good reminder to stay humble. In today's world I am one of the fortunate ones. But if you are actually reading this on a computer somewhere on this plant and if you had enough to eat today, so are you!
Buenas Noches, todo el mundo !