Ron on Mexican Time

I heard on the radio today Feb.8,2012, that it was not safe for Americans in Mexico.  Except in some well protected Resorts.  How sad that is a factor today.  Ron and I spent six months in Mexico traveling in an old Dodge Van and cruising on various boats with friends from our Yacht Club in the late 80’s.  We felt safe and only felt in danger when we went to San Blas, where we decided many of the burned out drug laden hippys from Berkeley ended up. We felt so threatened from these thieves that we parked in the Federalizes’ parking lot that night.  This fear was of our own country men.  Never of the Mexicans.  Who went out of their way to be accommodating and sometimes protective of us.

Christmas Eve day was spent playing Santa to our randomly selected Mexican family. (Read; “Santa is three Gringos in a Pick-up Truck”) That was such a fun adventure.  However, the night was to touch our souls forever.

We returned to our camp site on the beach. Where I proceeded to cook.  I will always cook, regardless of where I am. As the picture of me detects.  I show my love by feeding people. I proceeded to make Pollo Mole.  A chicken dish that is made with a rich sauce that is  readily available in jars.  This I served up as a burrito with some sour cream.  Which was easy to eat on the beach.  We then invited all our fellow campers, many Canadians and some  Americans  to join us around our camp fire for our Mexican Christmas Dinner.

There was a Federale hut at the end of the beach.  Some of the  uniformed soldiers came by to see what we were doing.  We invited them to join us.  The word was passed to their fellow comrades.  Soon we had about 12 of  these gun-toting young men around our camp fire.  In the light of the fire many of them looked about 14 years old.  It was Christmas Eve and they were away from home.   They placed their heavy machine guns next to them as they ate their burritos and took their turn singing their Christmas Caroles.  I noted

the glisten of a tear slide down a cheek in the moonlight.  We were all Gods’ Children joined in joyful fellowship that wondrous night.

Feliz Navidad