Ever since I could afford it, I’ve tried to hop a plane at least once a year for vacation. Maybe once I’ve returned to a foreign capital for a second visit. This is the first time I’ve been to a one over and over, to the point where I know the geography pretty well, have made friends and wrote a check. It must be love.
With our next trip to Mérida just around the corner, we find we have to replace our trusty luggage set. Yes, we’ve worn out our luggage shuttling back and forth to Mérida.
It’s all I can talk about at work. I find myself bringing it up in conversation at the least provocation. “The World Series is rained out? … What a coincidence. It’s raining in Yucatán right now!” OK, maybe I force the topic into the conversation just un poco. People do seem interested, though. Have I become [Read more…]