|Happy Christmas from us|
Well, our Central and South American adventure has turned, for the moment into a domestic routine, so for anyone reading this expecting daring adventures you will be sadly disappointed and our story for the last seven days (and probably the next five weeks) is more mundane, but nevertheless full of the different and interesting for us at any rate.
It’s Christmas so we want to wish any readers Merry Christmas or Feliz Navidad and a Happy New Year from our small temporary home in Tepoztlan, a smallish town nestled in a valley surrounded on three sides by craggy, interesting looking hills or mountains, depending on your point of view. Dictionary definition of a mountain: ‘A large, steep hill’, dictionary definition of a hill: ‘A naturally raised area of land, not as high or craggy as a mountain’, so there you have it, they could be either, but as they are most definitely ‘craggy’ I’m going for mountains!
|In the garden on Christmas Eve with all the dogs|
Tepoztlan sits at altitudes of about 1650m along the main street where all the restaurants, shops, stalls and markets are up to 1750m where we are and up another probably 100m or so to the highest properties. The surrounding mountains go up to an altitude of about 2100m. It’s clear from the above that it’s quite hilly and we have a 100m hill to climb each time we visit the market, main shops or restaurants, which is quite good for exercise, so we’re not complaining at all. We do have a shop very close to us and on about the same level and they sell most things and at a price that’s only slightly more than in town, so collecting 1.2 litre bottles of beer for example saves the heavy trip up the hill. It’s an ‘old school’ type shop we would say, the type I remember in the UK as a child. A few things are on display, but for most things you need to ask at the counter for what you want and almost anything is then produced from a shelf. Eggs are served singly and put in a bag and sugar is in a bag tied at the top. The owners are friendly people but speak not a word of English so it’s forcing us to use our Spanish and I was quite pleased today to be able to go in, greet them, ask how they are, ask for everything I wanted, understand the price, pay and bid my farewell. I am improving, but still can’t hold a conversation.
|In the kitchen area with Luna looking on|
All the streets in Tepoztlan are what I would call cobbled streets, made of stone and cemented into place, some rougher than others, but all fairly uneven. It means speeding by cars just does not happen and the average speed is about jogging pace, or about 10-15km/hr, which makes it a pleasant, safe town. There are, however, quite a lot of cars, vans and trucks about, particularly on the more main streets, they are quite narrow often with no pavements, so walking can be interesting and, walking up hill involves, at times breathing in lots of exhaust fumes.
|And from where Luna was in the previous photo, into the lounge area|
The cost of things here is quite low, I just bought a 200g jar of instant coffee for example and it cost 58 pesos, or about £2.30, probably 1/3 of the UK price. A 1.2 litre bottle of beer is 32 pesos, about £1.30, wine a little more expensive as it has to be imported at 95 to 120 pesos (£3.90 to £4.80) for a reasonable bottle and the 2.8kg corn fed chicken we bought for our Christmas dinner tomorrow was 162 pesos (£6.40).
The weather is very pleasant, it’s been 23/24 C here almost every day with clear blue skies. In the sun it’s quite hot and sun screen must be worn along with a wide brimmed hat. The sun rises about 7:00am and sets about 6:00pm, after which it’s a very pleasant temperature for wearing a ‘T’ shirt. We sleep with just a sheet over us at night (and with two, sometimes three dogs for warmth) and windows open (but with screen across to stop insects) and, by morning we are only just warm enough, but that’s fine, it soon warms as the sun rises.
|Here's scruffy Luna|
I mentioned insects just then and that’s a big item! Spiders seem to quite like it in here, from small harmless ones to quite big evil looking ones, probably not harmful, but difficult to ignore. The Black Widow, very harmful, sometimes fatal to humans if it bites us, spider that we found in the garage made us a little more careful, making us shake clothes and towels before use and this was only made worse when Jackie found a scorpion (some also very nasty to humans if stung by them) hiding in a crack high up in the bathroom and coming out intermittently. She found it on the shelf in the bathroom one night, but it had gone next morning, then we saw it appearing from its crack and then back in again. It’s too high up and difficult for us to get to so, as far as we know it’s still there, making us quite wary when we go in there. Of course it could be anywhere in the house now, we don’t know, so we’re always a bit careful!
|11 year old Maty, with a very silly bow that Jackie put on her|
People here are all very friendly and most people will say Buenos(as) Dias/Tardes/Noches and often try to hold a conversation which quickly grinds to a halt as they realise the extent of our language, but we are on waving terms to quite a lot of people we see fairly regularly either on our own or with the dogs.
We go on the same dog walking route as specified by Louise, always taking walking sticks to fend off any other dogs and, so far have had no problems. It’s always a relatively slow affair as they (particularly Cookie) like to sniff everything, often taking 5 minutes or so before we even move away from outside the front door of the house. The quantity of dogs in the town does mean there is mess on the roads, but not too bad and we try to pick up our dogs mess on their walks (except when we forget to take a bag – sorry Louise, but we remember most of the time) to avoid making the problem worse. Our routine continues when we get back with a trip round the garden to pick up the days mess, meaning we can walk in the garden without fear of treading in anything.
The dogs, incidentally are a joy, Luna (big scruffy dog) is relatively timid. All three are rescue dogs, but Luna, Louise told us, was found as a tiny puppy waiting by her dead mother, hoping she would wake up. She’s always been a bit frightened but she’s OK with us and unfazed by the big noise fireworks. She doesn’t like being followed on her walks so we always stop to let people pass, but other than that she has simple pleasures in life. She likes company and we’ve heard her and the others howl when we’ve left them (for a short time) and had to go back to see what all the fuss is about. Other than that she just wants someone to throw her ball for her. She brings it in and drops it alongside one on us and just looks. The patio door is usually open and it is possible to throw the ball out, bounce it off the wall and right down the garden, taking her seconds to retrieve it asking for it to be done again. Such a simple life and pleasure, there’s much to be admired in that!
|As you can see, space on the bed is at a premium|
On the occasions we have gone out and left them the greeting we get on our return is fabulous. Anyone would think we’d been away for hours, sometimes less than an hour, but we still get joyful welcomes, Maty jumping up wanting fuss from both of us, Cookie running backwards and forwards wanting fuss and licks, Luna’s whole body wags and she picks up her ball and doesn’t quite know what to do in her excitement.
At night, as Jackie has previously said, bed space is at a premium, often only with Maty and Cookie, which is enough, but if big dog gets on as well….
|And Jackie has had a few kitten and cat strokes!|
Anyway, I imagine you are quite bored with all this mundane stuff, perhaps you’ve even stopped reading. For those people that haven’t, I have been out for a couple of walks on my own. We both did the ‘Pyramid Walk’, which is what everyone does, so wanted to do something else, but being aware that the surroundings are quite forested and craggy with not too many tracks I decided I needed to be careful, not going too far and making sure I made a careful note of junctions on little tracks.
|Look at this butterfly on my waterfall walk|
|And here it is on a flower|
|Managed to get a photo of this grasshopper|
|And here's the dry waterfall with plunge pool|
Here’s to 2017 (that’s if we don’t do another blog entry before the end of the year)!
|Jackie finds another cat, this one right outside our front door. I'm standing on the wall above|
|Here's a few creepy crawlies. This one only has 6 legs, seen a day or so later with only 5. Was it the scorpion?|
|I know you won't believe it, but there is a scorpion in this photo. It's in the crack high up in the top corner....|
|Here's a zoomed in version, that bit sticking out is it's tail with sting|
|Yet another medium sized spider, this one next to Jackies side of the bed. She was casual about it, it may still be there as far as we know|