We've bought our first boat and taken up sailing. It's Tim's dream, and Nikki's feeling that she needs to be involved so Tim doesn't do something stupid pursuing his dream.
Well, with the boat (a 14' racing sloop) docked at our first sailing lesson within the first few seconds of boarding the boat Tim managed to capsize it and "turtle" it.
Apparently the water in the Forebay is super cold as once Tim went in and managed to float back to the top (yes, wearing a quality PFD as is the norm) he was freezing and engulfed with terror.
Anyway, when that experience was out of the way (and the boat was retrieved and drained) and we got under sail we had a beautiful evening sail and fell in love with it. We are actually working on purchasing a 25' weekend sailor.
The funny thing about all this is that while we both love sailing and Nikki loves the water, Tim is terrified of the water and isn't the best swimmer. I guess that means that he'll just be extra careful to not capsize the little sailboat ever again.
While it is fresh on my mind, here are my 10 tips for travel in Mexico. Basically posting on here also so I'll have them and can reference them later, but here you go in no particular order:
Even if someone says "it's ok, it's filtered", *never* drink the water.
Take US made Immodium AD with you. Don't buy the cheap "loperamida" stuff at the Mexican farmacia (if you have to, buy the most expensive one they offer!) On the same note, tell your doctor you are going to Mexico and ask for a Z-pack to take with you (or likewise, buy they best one you can get at the farmacia if needed.)
Pay in pesos when possible! You will get a much better deal. Likewise when asking for cost, ask in pesos, not US dollars.
Try and learn some Spanish. Even just the effort of speaking horrible Spanish will at least get locals to warm up to you. They appreciate the effort you are putting out.
Before you eat somewhere, figure out where they handle their sanitary needs. Sure the iron gut locals who have built up a tolerance for the venom can eat at any roadside taco stand, but I bet $10 in Immodium your gringo gut isn't going to do that well at the same space.
If you know Spanish and a local wants to talk to you in English, don't force them to use Spanish. I found many young professionals liked flexing their English as much or more than I like flexing my (wimpy) Spanish muscles.
Don't throw your clothes in plastic bags, etc. when entering Mexico. It is illegal to take in used clothing and if it isn't packed in a suitcase like it is yours, it will either be liberated for the border attendant's usage, or you will need to take it back to the states.
"La cuenta por favor!" Unless you want to sit there forever thinking your wait staff is ignoring you, ask them for the check! They think it is rude to bother you and rush you on your way by bringing a check. Ask for it!
Do not speed and stop at every ALTO coming to a complete stop! Locals will be flying by you and treating stop signs like yields, but they are locals and la policia has no interest in them. On the other hand, you are a gringo and are ripe for the picking. Don't give them an excuse.
Never assume that a restroom will have toilet paper (or even a seat... it could just be a bowl.) I learned to keep TP in a sandwich bag in a cargo short pocket and was very glad I did.
I'm sure there is much much more and a Google search will get you more than you ever wanted to know. But, this is my humble offering from experience on my last trip.
It's been an odd time around the house here lately. Seasons have been changing both weather-wise and life-wise.
Our youngest "child" Tyler turned 18 a few days back. It's something we always joked about looking forward to as it signaled a return to that "BK" (Before Kids) life that we had that seemed so fun in memories.
But, after nearly 20 years of us making the kids our focus it just seems so odd that it is coming to an end. The thing is that it truly has been a joy raising children and for the most part, it seems we were pretty good at it.
Sure we look forward to motorcycle touring again, those weekends where we just decide to "go somewhere" which is anywhere, and sometimes just simply doing nothing. But, it's like stepping off a merry-go round... even though it has stopped, you still anticipate the movement.
I guess things are a little pre-mature as Number-One-Son doesn't graduate yet and he'll still live at home while doing time at the local community college. It just seemed to hit us as the weather is changing along with other major changes.
Anyway, we are adventurers. That's what has made it so fun for us the last couple decades and some change. It's time to face the new adventures and see what's around the next corner.