Mariachi, Margaritas, Mexico, Oh My.

I can almost hear the crash of the waves, smell the waft of coconut scented air along the beach, and know exactly the same two spots that get burned in my first three days of being a sun hog – just above the bandeau top of my bathing suit edge, close to my armpits. Yup, always even, one on each side. It’s like my Mexican welcome gift.

No matter the awareness, the slathering of sunscreen lotion and the constant checking up on, by day three or four in the sun, those two little spots are tender. And no worries, I come equipped to the pool with Tshirt packed in my bag for just the occasion, then stuck wearing it over my swimsuit for two days because of two tender little spots. I’m convinced it has to do with ‘unconscious’ standing and chatting with people in the sun at the pool, unaware of an errant ray of sunshine beating down on an unsuspected spot. Whenever I’d go through the security gates surrounding my rental property, that open right on the beach, I have to walk the length of one of the pools to do so. What should be a less than a minute walk, tends to turn into a half hour lag as it’s typical for me to sidetrack and stop when I pass a traveler friend on a lounger, ending up in some sunny conversation for an undetermined amount of time, where the sun finds some opportunistic moment to shed it’s rays on. That’s how it happens – I am convinced.

And how I am missing ‘the little things’ about human engagement, as I’m sure many of us feel. Being around actual humans and having conversations – significant or otherwise.

The thought of a warm familiarity where I spent many happy winter vacations with my husband, where we spent time with our seasonal friends and despite the many things to do in Mexico, treasured just being out of the cold, relaxing in sunshine and turning off the noise of daily life.

PV sunsets

So, you may have guessed it; this is my swan song before my BBB – Big Blogging Break. The packing is on, furiously (as I procrastinated away many days deciding if I was going), car transfers arranged, neighbors alerted, plants will be watered, mail picked up, so I’m going to the land of Tequila and exquisite sunsets. A few friends of mine from here as well as my BFF from U.K. will be joining me at various times (hopefully), so that will be fun. This will be both, a definite solo and girltime holiday. And the change of environment for me is longgggg overdue – mentally mostly, but the benefits will also be amazing physically – walks on the beach and massages, just to mention a few. And then there is the Vitamin Sea and perhaps some Vitamin C in those limes that will float in my Margaritas.

So I’m calling a break because technically I don’t intend to be blogging while indulging, but during my solo parts, one never knows, I may just have to put up a few posts. And I will still pop round on social media and visit blogs when time permits.

I have no clue what to expect this trip, I just know I need it. And of course I will be sharing status reports and beautiful pictures. I expect to be reading several books and will review each one after. I will post those reviews on Goodreads and Amazon and alert the authors when I’ve done so. Upon my return I will begin sharing those reviews again on my Sunday Book Reviews. So even though my blog here may look lonely and abandoned, I won’t be but a click away.

Image by Press πŸ‘πŸ‘ Love you πŸ’– from Pixabay

Ole!

Β©DGKaye2022

132 thoughts on “Mariachi, Margaritas, Mexico, Oh My.

  1. Life has been busy, and I realised only this morning that I hadn’t heard from you in a long time. I knew you were going to Mexico, but I didn’t know for how long. I checked social media, in case your blog announcements were not making it into my inbox, but you went dark in late February. After rereading this post, I realise you have another week of vacation before you return. All right!

    I hope you are having an awesome time. You deserve it. I’m glad I’m not seeing you on social media. A break should be a real break. I’m sure you’ll be putting the keys on fire in April. Until, have a drink for me. Or better yet, I’ll drink to you tonight. I’ve got a little rum left in the bottle.

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    1. Hi Diane. Thanks so much. Yes, it’s been a wonderful tonic with less than a week to go. I had been popping round – vaguely in early February before the ‘transition’ of friends, which I will definitely be writing about upon my return. I thought I may have been writing o’plenty, but turns out I’ve been so very busy socializing – something my soul needed badly. But plenty of notes, a few less book reviews than intended, in my notebook, and plenty to write about when I return. Thanks for noticing. ❀

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      1. Vacations are for vacating the routine of life. I’m glad you put your focus on the good stuff that regenerates the spirit. I wasn’t going to reply right away because I didn’t want you to reply while you were vacating this space. We all need to vacate the every day now and then.

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  2. Hi Debby, I missed this post because I was on a blogging break from just before Christmas to February. And I haven’t seen you around WP, so I thought I’d pop in, hoping you’re doing okay. Your trip sounds wonderful, and hopefully, it provided for lots of relaxation, fun, and more writing, too. You have been missed.
    Take care and see you when you return. ❀️

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  3. I hope dearest Debby that your break was just what was needed my friend… And you come home refreshed with ideas and intentions of your own New Earth …
    It seems lots of us are feeling the need for Blogging breaks… And I am sure there will be more to come… But its so good that as we blog, and take breaks… We come back and find familiar friendly faces as we reconnect back with our blogging family…
    And I am delighted we are blogging sisters.. ❀ Much love dear Debby… Take your own time are returning.. ❀ ❀

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