I've been hot and heavy on the computer ordering a few things I want to get when I head up to Harlingen, Tx for a few days this month. I want to order as much as possible and have it sent to the hotel so I can escape and head to the water for at least one day. Yup, I need a "beach fix".
When that feeling comes over me I feel claustrophobic. I want to scratch myself out of the mountains and walk across warm sand and straight into the water........This from a girl who was born in Chicago. Does it make any sense? No. But since I lived right near the water for 17 years and sailed every chance I could get for many of those years, I have become a beach bum, I guess.
So to add to this contemplation of escape, I'm heading to Lake Chapala for a folkart conference the second week of November. I went to the Feria de Maestros last year at the same time and it was delightful. One of the leading experts in all the indigenous work of Mexico, Marta Turok, will be speaking. Great Masters will be coming from all over Mexico. So back I go..........but, instead of turning around and coming home, I'm going on to either the Costa Alegre where I've rented a place for January or up to the area around Rincon de Guayabitos to check out the place I've rented for the month of February, site unseen. Another opportunity to dip my toes in the ocean. Now before you think I've got a lot of money - let me assure you that I have found deals that you wouldn't believe.........I can hardly stay home for these prices! Ha. Truly.
It seems that when I'm landlocked for any length of time, wanderlust takes over again. Somehow in all of this traipsing around, I DO want to get down to Patzcauro too.
Maybe I need that "magic carpet" again to whiz me everywhere so I can go more places.