My days are filled with a warm energy and long in-depth conversations through newfound friendships with fellow travelers – bonding over mutual interests and experiences. I rise early every day with the spirit of the dawn. I am refreshed by a cool dip in the nearby bay. This is followed by a spiritually infused yoga session on the rooftop perched on a stand up paddle board facing the mornings’ early light from the sun while listening to the gentle sounds of Abba (refreshing songs like Chiquitita, Fernando and Super Trouper). The glorious rays immediately awaken my inner energies.
Some mornings I may opt for an herbal infused chai from my new friend Antonio who runs the organic farm next door.
I have begun growing my hair long and have started embracing the little things in life. Like a freshly cut papaya that I self-captured with a micro-machete by climbing high into the foliage growing on the neighboring hillside.
I am making a lifestyle change now that I am in Mexico. I am now one with Mexico and Mexico is one with me.
If the mood strikes me in a certain way, I may write a short verse following my yoga session. My latest wordplay:
The brilliant sunshine
warms the skin
and the clothes to.
The colors, patterns
all tell a story,
that lives within.
In reality, my trip has been more like this:After drinking wine coolers or mojitos or both late in the evenings, always alone, I wake up very late in the morning. Often its even in the middle of the day before my eyes fully open and I am able to stumble out of my rack. Leaving my bed is usually a result of hunger pains rather then being fully satiated by sleep.
This morning I found a few scattered pistachios on the floor from some of my previous pistachio binges – these tiny tidbits barely helped temper my hunger.
I usually stagger down the hill in early afternoon to a local market where I pick out an old pre-made sandwich or two. I’ll eat one straight away and one will probably end up being dinner. If I’m lucky I will avoid being attacked by the stray dogs and their deafening barks – sometimes they are awake ready to pounce, other times they are sleeping – but never when I’m carrying food.
I haven’t yet seen any sort of water, other then what comes from the tap or the shower head in our bathroom. I have yet to see a sunrise. But I did see a sunset through all the electrical wires that one day when I missed my pre evening preparatory nap.
And if I’m lucky, I get a few words jotted down for future blog posts for this site.