The taxi driver said to us as we drove into the grounds of our condo "Welcome Home." And he was right, we felt as if we were home. Except the work was just beginning. First we brought all our belongings from the locker. Then we decided to wash all the clothes, so we have been working ever since our arrival. In the middle, we started watching football, so the dining table is still piled high with my clothes. Ken is ahead of me.
We bade a fond farewell to Andrew and Christina this morning. Our system on departing is just to leave quickly. No fuss and no muss. Just a quick hug and we are gone. I know that many people linger when leaving. I have seen people say goodbye in the front hall, then talk standing outside in the front yard, and finally stand beside the car saying yet another goodbye. That is not our style. We always discuss when we will return, and then we are gone. Our departures take three minutes. This is probably because I don't like saying goodbye so I want the task completed quickly. Once when we were leaving our summer job in Arizona, Ken and I left early before anyone else was up. The evening before, we told our friends, who we had worked with all summer, that we would see them in the morning, but we left without saying goodbye. People were upset so we never did it again. Now we always say goodbye, but we do it very quickly.
The temperature today in Nuevo Vallarta was 75. And it was sunny. No wonder they call it Paradise.
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