Friday, February 25, 2011

So Much To Do; So Little Time

I am totally befuddled as to how I can be here in a place where literally everything is taken care of, and still feel as if there is so much left undone at the end of the day.  I arise around 6:45 to check my email and to work on my blog.  At 7:30 coffee awaits anyone who wants it in the salon... and of course I am one of the first ones to be down for that!  After breakfast we usually go to town, then back for lunch, then the pool time, then bridge before margaritas then dinner is served at 8:00, followed by coffee.  Then it's around 9:30 or 10:00 and I am EXHAUSTED!  Really - you'd think I'd be totally rested, but we retire at 9:30 or 10:00 - I try to read a little or do another crossword before going to sleep, but that doesn't last very long as my eyes are leaden and I conk out until 6:45 the next morning!!

The Ter Molens arrived on Tuesday.  They are a delightful couple from Evanston, Illinois whom we met last year in Cuernavaca, and we were excited to know that we would be overlapping their visit this year.  Larry is a very interesting guy who ended a varied career working for the Art Institute in Chicago.  Edna has devoted much of her life to the piano and has spearheaded wonderful humanitarian efforts wherever she has lived.  Being a teacher and the mother of three sons, I have a real sense of simpatica with her, and have really enjoyed our time together.   We walked in to town with them on Wednesday and indulged in  a libation at the Cafe Universal.

Here they are sharing a Jugo de Zanahoria (carrot juice)

 I can't begin to think of how many pictures I have through the years of various guests sitting around the table at the Cafe Universal.  Here are Kat and Fred, The Ter Molens and Loren.

Yesterday Fred, Kat, Loren and I decided to walk to the botanical gardens.  I had never been there before, and I loved the walk through unfamiliar streets.  The botanical gardens were interesting.  Although all the signs were in Spanish, we were able to get enough of the drift of what they were saying.  There was a huge sections of herbs and their medicinal uses. 

A museum that had originally been the home of Indio Bonito who was Emperor Maximillian's mistress,  had been renovated, and was dedicated to the medicinal use of native plants. It was quite interesting, and would have been more so had we been better Spanish interpreters.

On our way home, we passed this Cuernavaca salesman carrying his wares of mops and brooms.  I couldn't resist taking his picture.

For my next blog, I will try to capture a bit of the wonderful conversations we have had while here.  Fred was a tax lawyer who worked in the Treasury Department before going in to private practice in Chicago.  He has a wealth of information about a lot of subjects, and is a very precise thinker.  He is forever challenging my brain to think in different ways, and it is perhaps my favorite part of coming to Cuernavaca.  Then Kat and the other guests add their perspectives, and it makes for some very lively discussions.  But that's for another time...

Hasta luego!

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