After Corona largely reined our intercontinental travel plans over most of the last two years, we had kind of a glut there at the end of the 2021. We spent some time in November with Sarah’s family in KCMO (she longer than I, due to work BS), and then with my parents in Puerto Vallarta and some (kinda) new friends in Mexico City in December. So yeah, two trips to North America inside of two months. Under pandemic conditions. Couple of brain swabs. Plenty of document collection. Lots of umpteen-hour FFP2 mask sessions. It all went smoothly — it was just at the beginning of the Great Omicron Flight Cancellation Crisis of 2021-22.
Our theater of operations (neglecting the overnight stay in Newark on the way down to Puerto Vallarta, because hey, it’s just Newark):
This winter was dragging on and on and on. Fortunately we’d foreseen a need for a break from it far in advance and planned a trip to Mexico to visit mis padres.
Some highlights, in no particular order:
pal Rachel did her own escape from Boston’s relentless winter by meeting us down there
Sarah and my dad did a duet at the BVG Open Mic session
picked up a replacement stone for my ring (onyx had cracked; got a nice blue/green fire opal in there now)
Tenemos unas aventuras en un país donde hace calor todos los tiempos. Vamos a visitar villas pequeñas donde se ofrecen tacos directamente en la calle. (No es peligroso cuando los padres te ayuden.)
Pero por eso podría hacer unos días mas hasta que escribimos aquí otra vez. Nos alegrimos que Raquel otra vez viene además.
Por cierto va a haber mas contenido aqui — tal vez fotos también — pero no immediatamente.