It's official

It is official, I have been granted the rights to stay in this Country for a full year. Even though some say the process is difficult, I found quite the opposite. As with most business functions (sounds like I am applying for a job...I will need one soon...anyone hiring)I was fully prepared. After asking numerous people, and getting help from a local gal Sarah, I had my folder filled with all the requirements. From forms that describe my nose, my forehead, my chin, my moustache, my eye color (blue-green is not a described color in Mexico-either blue or green), my hair color, my personal references-less telephone numbers-are they going to contact these people to validate-doubtful, to the bank statements, to the prision mugshots, all was had. And so in going in today I was handed the official green passport. I am legal, once again.

Now what does that mean for me, yet to be determined, yet to be determined.

La Manzanilla still remains a beautiful place. And after a weekend spent dogless in Puerto Vallarta with a visiting friend from San Franscisco (god bless Erin Lemoine and a little girl time), I realize that the big cities, while entertaining at night, don't offer the Mexican experience that I am personally looking for. La Manzanilla gets even more quiet with each passing week as the part timers head back to the respective homes in their respective countries. While nice to be more Mexican with each passing day, it does lose the feel it had before as the social circule shrinks. Many of the people I probably won't see again as they don't return until November or later. So once again I must contemplate my next step. This, as allows, is a bit sad as I have had many fun times with the people here. But again, that is part of the experience with my vagabond lifestyle.

So while I await the arrival of friends on June 5th for a fun filled entertained week, I may, just may take the map out, and drop a random 10 peso on it and see what city it lands on.

In the meantime, I will continue on here with various road trips to make (airport trips, etc.) and of course enjoying my morning walk/run on the beach with Maddie moo at my side. Or, at the side of the various food stands (ramadas) on the beach as there is always left over food for her to eat up. I am sure that is her favorite part about being in Mexico - free food on the street, and beach - everywhere. If you can't find her, she has made herself at home next to a bag full of garbage.

With that I bid adieu, or shall I say "adios".

Heidi (or Eidi as pronounced in Spanish) y Madelina.