February 18, 2015. Nuevo Vallarta, Mex. My Window.

The window is actually a door. It leads to the balcony from our bedroom. The door stretches from floor to ceiling and from one side of the wall to the other. When I take a rest in the middle of the afternoon, I look out at sea and can watch the fishing boats and sail boats moving around going hither and yon. In other words, I look out from my bed to observe a beautiful sight. It was worth living here for two months in order to look out on that view. From the beginning, we were not sure that coming here for the winter was a good idea. Certainly many folks advised against it. But we persevered and in the final analysis, our visit here was a great success. The warmth and the sea air made us happy. And we were both able to walk each day, if only just on the corridor. Without Don and Doreen and Rita and Ian our life would have been impossible but the 6 of us enjoyed each others company as well as helping us. And of course, they were happy to enjoy the beach and the pool while they were doing their good deeds. Tomorrow, Don and Doreen leave for Toronto. They must await next year to view the scene from the windows. It was worth coming here, just to see that view.