Thursday past M and I took a long weekend and flew Mexicana Airlines to Puerto Vallarta. Our friends, JB and CK invited us to their magnificent house on the beach an hour north of the town. Upon arrival at the house we were offered Welcome Margaritas. That was the beginning of a relaxing, sun kissed weekend. The name of the house is Casa Canta Rana. (The House of the Singing Frog.) Lunch nearby at a restaurant on the beach and eating freshly caught grilled fish was a perfect beginning to the Mexican experience. Doing absolutely nothing, lazing by the pool and imbibing a bit was relaxing and rejuvenating.
Ah, the simple life!
I'm reading ALMOST FRENCH by Sarah Turnbull. The writer is Australian and tells a story of her new life in Paris. Her observations of the difference in cultures is remarkably the same as my interactions there. Some are hysterically funny. I would love to read a book written by a foreigner experiencing our customs. As a tourist one doesn't really encounter or recognize so many differences between us. There are many wonderful things and many frustrating. Viva la difference! Oh yeah?
About Me
- bhbum
- Beverly Hills, California, United States
- I grew up in Minneapolis and left as soon as I found out there was another place (age 18 to New York). I have had and do have an incredible life. Ever changing. I appreciate all of the wonderful things that have been given to me and hope to share them with others. There are angels watching over me - of that I am sure.
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