Monday, September 10, 2007

Pieces of perfect

We stayed at this little darling hotel on the quiet end of town. We walked through the rainy streets with bags and no umbrellas to get there and if the warm colors and adobe spiral staircase weren't welcoming enough, the staff was. They knew our names from the moment we walked in the door and offered us everything from directions to umbrellas to comfort us. The manager, whom I nicknamed Pavarotti because he was singing when we walked in, helped me reacquaint myself with Spanish. It turns out I can find more than the beer and the bathrooms when I'm in Mexico*.

It was an interesting place to see the fusion of different cultures. It always amazes me how if you take the time to talk with people and make the effort, you'll get an amazing response. You go from feeling slightly lost and very out of practice to knowing that yes, even with the barriers of language and culture differences, you can make friends anywhere.

Like the young lady at a small bakery we stopped in for dessert one day. Though it was simply apple pie, there was something oddly magical about her teaching us to call it tartleta de manzana as we ate it and read magazines while Springsteen tunes floated out from the back room. It was a fantastic contrast that settled me. One step up, two steps back, indeed.



The sky also happened to stay in a constant state of bright blue, of which the thought only causes me great discomfort today. It is fifty-four degrees (F) in Colorado right now and I didn't see blue sky all day. Call it nature but I think it's Colorado's karmic way of getting back at me for pining after others.





Mexico, and likely any place if you'll let it sink in, is filled with detail. And just a couple steps away from the mainstream, you'll see this more and more. Little things people do and say that show an effort to be unique. An effort not only to stand out but to do it in a way no one else does. We should each be so lucky to have these efforts noticed. We should be so lucky to always try to make the effort at all.


I must admit, was not enough time. But when is it ever? I took an entire week off running (not to mention every other endeavor) and I have to say, for the first time in a while, I really miss it. I miss the open road and the air being stolen from my lungs. I miss the sweat and the way it clears my mind. Oddly, though I so badly believed I needed to be taken away, I missed my feet being on the ground. And if we know anything at all, we know it won't be long before I'm floating again anyway.




* See Me: 101, #70.
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Last week's guessing game answer: C. I made it up. And if the above didn't make it obvious enough I will just explain by saying I think it would be nearly impossible for me to be friends with someone that so decidedly hated warm weather. There's just a certain basic level of understanding that must occur between friends.

12 comments:

Barbara Bruederlin said...

What a delicious post - a feast for many senses. Now I am hungry and smacking myself up the side of the head for not having guessed correctly. Although when I think of it, it all makes sense now.

Airam said...

That place looks awesome! And seriously that apple pie/tartleta looks heavenly!

GirlGoyle said...

Ha! I knew just the idea of the cold would give you the chills. Who wants to live in penguine-ville when there are wonderful places like the one photographed just waiting to be discovered?! Glad to have you back tho. I was running out of things to read.

Amanda said...

MMm this makes me think of the best vaca D and I ever took, which was to Costa Rica. It was just a feast for the sense and relaxtion for the soul. Thanks for the reminder!

e.b. said...

LOVE IT! What a nice post and a seemingly beautiful vacation - as always your pictures are great. Plus I also like being right. He He.

Sempre Libera said...

Love the pictures, and loved hearing about the little details that make these moments so memorable.

AaroN said...

Damn. And I was so confident! :/

Nicole said...

Love the post. And I'm so glad I got it right!

Bre said...

Such an awesome post - I'm starving for some tartleta right about now!

:)

Danielle said...

Visting the penguins maybe, but yeah, your friendship would be done if they moved to cold cause who wants to go visit cold when they can visit those pictures you just posted. Makes me hope more and more the Costa Rica trip happens at Christmas for me...

justacoolcat said...

Great post, mainly because it proves my unwavering genius in choosing C. Oh, and the pics are nice too. ;-)

Database Diva said...

I totally want to sit on that beach and drink rum and pineapple juice.

I think clouds are life's way of saying "the vacation was over, welcome back to realiy". It is always cloudy when I come home from vacation, but rumor has it we only get 57 days of sun/year.