March 15, 2010. Mexico. Golf Course.

Golf courses are lovely, with all the grass, lakes and hills. Even the sand traps are picturesque. But I am always irritated that they don't let anyone walk the paths. Today we walked right across the fairway from one side to the other, and no one even arrested us or noticed. The Il Tigre golf course in our resort is a good course, interesting and challenging but not a monster to play. Everyone I talk to complements the course and I like to look at it and eat at the club. But I have never wished to live on that golf course.

Today, with camera in hand, Ken and I walked along the streets where the houses front the fairways, just as are done all over North America. It was interesting to see these large houses, but we discovered several things. Lots of the houses are for sale so we were able to peer in the windows and walk into the yards. And the houses are close together too. Several homes are under construction, but even though it was Monday, no building was being done. Many lots are still for sale on the roads we walked and a condominium project is being built too, but again, no carpenters working.

Eventually we ran out of roads, so to avoid retracing our path the whole way, we cut across the fairway, trying not to get in the way of the golfers. Fortunately, we decided that we did not like that neighborhood, so we could walk away with a happy heart.