early mornings on the beach drinking Cafe Combate
late evenings watching the sun go down with a Pacifico in my hand
barbecuing dinner on the beach with the sound of surf keeping me smiling
eating street tacos
surf fishing
riding quads or dirt bikes to El Golfo or Puerto Lobos
Crossing into Sonoyta and automatically feeling like I'm coming home. The moment I step out of the car and feel the sea air and smell that "beach" smell. Walking into Super Ley to buy our provisions for the trip and the when the doors open the air conditioner fan blows down messing up my hair (not that I really care!). Sitting at the table at Pollo Lucas waiting for the best chicken EVER. Waking up at 3:00 in the morning and thinking, "is still too early to get up and drink coffee on the patio? How much longer do I have to wait?" Counting the lights to see how many shrimp boats are out on the water tonight. The first dip into my beautiful Sea of Cortez . . . love the feeling, taste of the salt. And so much more . . . .
Spending the entire day on the beach, in and out of the water, the smell of sunscreen, then going inside to take a nice cold shower putting on pajamas and sitting on the patio with an ice cold Corona. Sitting on the patio, looking out and thinking, one day I won't have to "check out" and go back and wishing today was that day. Imagining how my life will be when I just have to run out to Super Ley for some milk and tortillas in the morning and then hopefully come back to my condo and start working at my computer on my desk in front of the window looking out at the beach. Feeling proud about driving around town and feeling more "at home" all the time. Bringing friends/family down for the first time and seeing the look of awe on their faces when they see just how wrong their pre-conceived ideas were about RP, and then being able to say, "I TOLD YOU SO!" - but at the same time feeling bad about letting our "secret" out a little more and hoping all these people won't change things too much, but knowing that change is inevitable anyway. Knowing that there are people on here, just like me, wishing and thinking about the same place.
Driving down a sandy road and meeting new friends because I managed to get lost again. Running into old friends every time I go to the bank or the store. Enjoying shopping at Super Ley and being together with other people as we check out for the best avocados and tomatoes. Practicing my poor Spanish with the guy helping me put my groceries in the car. Waking up each morning to our fascinating Sea of Cortez and knowing each day is a blessing from God. Especially all of our friends here - each one special in our hearts.
Remembering the Penasco of my youth - the memories of old friends and old places. Seeing Penasco prosper.
Penasco roads remind me of Paul Harvey's 'Dirt Roads'. And I remember that my parents never met a Penasco dirt road that they didn't want to explore.
To me Penasco will always be a town of 'dirt roads' where people always had the time to stop and talk - that a stranger was just a friend you hadn't met yet.
Have you been spying on me mis?
Your day sounds a lot like mine with the exception of waking up at 3am.
I have had few nights when I was just getting to bed. :wink:
But am probably getting too old for that. NAHHHHHH
mis2810 said:
Crossing into Sonoyta and automatically feeling like I'm coming home. The moment I step out of the car and feel the sea air and smell that "beach" smell. Walking into Super Ley to buy our provisions for the trip and the when the doors open the air conditioner fan blows down messing up my hair (not that I really care!). Sitting at the table at Pollo Lucas waiting for the best chicken EVER. Waking up at 3:00 in the morning and thinking, "is still too early to get up and drink coffee on the patio? How much longer do I have to wait?" Counting the lights to see how many shrimp boats are out on the water tonight. The first dip into my beautiful Sea of Cortez . . . love the feeling, taste of the salt. And so much more . . . .
Spending the entire day on the beach, in and out of the water, the smell of sunscreen, then going inside to take a nice cold shower putting on pajamas and sitting on the patio with an ice cold Corona. Sitting on the patio, looking out and thinking, one day I won't have to "check out" and go back and wishing today was that day. Imagining how my life will be when I just have to run out to Super Ley for some milk and tortillas in the morning and then hopefully come back to my condo and start working at my computer on my desk in front of the window looking out at the beach. Feeling proud about driving around town and feeling more "at home" all the time. Bringing friends/family down for the first time and seeing the look of awe on their faces when they see just how wrong their pre-conceived ideas were about RP, and then being able to say, "I TOLD YOU SO!" - but at the same time feeling bad about letting our "secret" out a little more and hoping all these people won't change things too much, but knowing that change is inevitable anyway. Knowing that there are people on here, just like me, wishing and thinking about the same place.
AMEN TO THAT :cheers:
I need to get back again soon
I love waking up here each day. I love getting lost in the hood and finding my way home. I do that on purpose.
I gotta tell you, it happens more and more, until last Friday I hadn't been North of the border for almost 5 months. I actually had a bit of a stress attack when I crossed into AZ. I grew up in Phx, I like Phx, I hate driving in Phx. It stresses me out. I miss home so bad when I am up North, I can't wait to get back here. A calm rich life is better than a materially rich life any time. IMHO
This is the way I feel when I go North "High Tension"
I love waking up here each day. I love getting lost in the hood and finding my way home. I do that on purpose.
I gotta tell you, it happens more and more, until last Friday I hadn't been North of the border for almost 5 months. I actually had a bit of a stress attack when I crossed into AZ. I grew up in Phx, I like Phx, I hate driving in Phx. It stresses me out. I miss home so bad when I am up North, I can't wait to get back here. A calm rich life is better than a materially rich life any time. IMHO
This is the way I feel when I go North "High Tension"
Your comment sort of sounds derogatory , but I digress. If going north of the border gives you a stress attack.....don't go. Stick to what you know, stay within your comfort zone and all will be fine. (I apologize but your statement offended me):moon:
Your comment sort of sounds derogatory , but I digress. If going north of the border gives you a stress attack.....don't go. Stick to what you know, stay within your comfort zone and all will be fine. (I apologize but your statement offended me):moon:
I thought you would get a kick out of that:thumbsup:
You know what? I learn something every time I open my mouth. Having been here as long as I have I find myself at odds with others because I think different from them. When it offends, I apologize. I don't mean it. I used to hang out with the 5 dollar millionaires in Sedona where show was all the fashion ( oh look at my new car, oh look at my new golf clubs), living here I don't see that and am not part of that. When I have to go North I dread it because I don't fit in anymore.
Here's the difference. I HAVE to go to the North once in a while for family affairs ( I really don't want to). I HAVE to put up with the inconveniences that come with that ( I really don't want to). But...........
I still love waking up each morning with a list of small things I must do in a small dusty town on the edge of the sea of Cortes', it's my life and I love it!
I still love waking up each morning with a list of small things I must do in a small dusty town on the edge of the sea of Cortes', it's my life and I love it!
One day I hope to wake up in the same way and fully enjoy life by the sea. Sound like a great life russ.
I miss the smell of car exhaust and street tacos while driving through Sonoita and P.P. That smell always brings me back.
I miss stepping out of my truck and getting smacked in the face with the ocean breeze. Watching every one scatter to unpack while I crack open my first Dos Equis, sit on my ass and wait till the last minute to unpack (if ever).
Then I get inpatient and want to go to all the restaurants and vendors that I love. But I have to wait for every one else. By the second day I just disappear for a while. Then I show back up, get yelled at. Whatever.
I love the tide pools at the Mirador. Me, my son, and our dogs spend half a day down there every day we are down there.
I have loved the place since I was 7. I will love it when I am living down there part time at 77 and a local leather.
I don’t have a bucket list because all my buckets have holes in them as does my bank account. I have often thought about if my last day on earth was in Rocky Point, what I would do.
First, I would wake up at dawn, get my coffee with Kahlua and sit on the steps at the beach house watching the sunrise.
After cleaning up and a long shower it’s off to Max’s for one of their fabulous Bloody Marys. Then a jaunt to Maria Bonita’s for a Maria Torta or an Omelet Ranchero and the great view of the water.
Next it’s off to CEDO with my kids and beautiful granddaughters to have them learn about the wonders of the sea.
Back to the beach house to watch the youngins romp on the beach and in the water. I can hear the squeals, laughter and joy in my mind right now.
Now it’s time to clean up and head out to Senior Amigo’s for Tecate and Shrimp Tacos with my Forum friends. Once again sitting by the water and feeding the piggy sea gulls that fly in to demand their treats.
After a stop to see my buddy Roberto, home for a well deserved nap on the chaise on the patio looking at and listening to the tide crashing the shore.
I don’t have much time left so I don’t want to waste it.
We need to take the kids for beach walk to check out the tide pools for shells and urchins. For the older kids we need to check out the young ladies strolling along the sand. Hey, this is my day and I get to do what I want. Oh, and a Tecate Light helps on a long walk. Glad I’m not driving.
Okay, time to clean up for this evening’s festivities.
Off to Sandy Beach, the Sonoran Resorts and a quick visit with my buddies Jim and Joe.
Up the dusty road to the Wrecked for some Sol Beers and loud music. It’s great because I don’t hear all that well.
Next a short trip next door to Mare Blu for a beach front porch table, their fabulous Chicken Florentine in a Creamy Cognac Sauce and a big glass of Chianti. Do we see a common thread developing here? I have to stock up…It could be a long hot trip.
We have to stop on the way back at Pan y Vino for some Tiramisu and another big glass of Chianti.
Finally, back at the beach house to watch the sun set and kisses, hugs and a bid farewell to my loved ones. Oh, did I mention the glass of Baileys.
My last vision will be of the moon rising, shimmering across the water and my eyes close as I embark on a new adventure to the Great Beach House in the sky, I hope.
amen indeed.
I love cresting the last hill heading south on Campeche towards the Mirador, and see Madre océano - the Sea of Cortez, on the horizon - we're home! love parking the rv at PDO, having a cold Modelo Especial, and then another.....
walking to the beach, stopping to see Edna and Bill, Ladyjeeper, and just enjoying our time on the beach with friends.
The Thanksgiving potluck dinner, boat trips to Bird Island, and trips downtown, eating shrimp. sleeping in and smelling the salty air....
see y'all later this fall!
Waiting until October to get back down there. Waiting, Waiting.
Waking up to the ocean and having coffee on the back patio and wondering what the day might bring. Going for a walk and if the breeze is just right off the land you can smell the bacon cooking.
Today through December are Jetski days.....yes it's hot but when you become "one" with the humidity you are all good. We love summer in RP. Ocean, sun tan lotion, margs.......all feels right! andale!
If you were on a jetski in that surf today... you'd be dead! Russ... TRYING to go out tomorrow. If not, come by the Mirador by the old San Rafael?? We'll be parked by the beach in the shadow of the dead Azul(??) condos. Say Hi!
Stu my kids are in town this weekend and I am sure we will find ourselves in your neck o the woods Saturday we will stop by but it could turn out to be a party too!
Only 6 weeks to go down. Getting the jet ski ready for fishing. RV is in storage at PDO so it will be set in place the day we get down there.
All of the above - SO TRUE AND MORE!
Well Luna, When I had dogs, I always felt they were like my kids.
Although they didn't beg for a car, for money or for whatever. All they ever begged for was
food, love and a chance to return unending love. So I say take him along and go for it.
Remeber, life is too short. Always eat the cake, icing first.
Well Luna, When I had dogs, I always felt they were like my kids.
Although they didn't beg for a car, for money or for whatever. All they ever begged for was
food, love and a chance to return unending love. So I say take him along and go for it.
Remeber, life is too short. Always eat the cake, icing first.
Although I realize my dog is not human she does brings much happiness to my life. We always bring her to RP and has just as much fun as we do, probably more! Planning our next visit the end of October . . . which seems SO very far away.
