Chicago Blues in Mexico

Here’s a,weird thing, growing up neither of us were into the Blues. When we moved to Chicago after college we lived in walking distance to Blues clubs, but never went. Now we love the Blues but there aren’t many places to hear it live in Latin América.

There is a place in Merida with live music. On Saturday night they had a Blues band.

The band went on at 7:30. By 8:00 when we got there the place was full and we had to go to overflow seating at the rooftop bar where we ordered fancy drinks. At 9:00pm a table opened up. The top photo is us all excited to be sitting in the area to see the band

The band was great. It was weird hearing a Muddy Waters song and voice come out of this lead singer.

It was also weird hearing the song “Sweet Home Chicago” then the band talking in Spanish.

By 10:00 we were tired and the bar closed. We didn’t even feel like party poopers, since the band was done playing and the bar was closing.

More Doors

On Friday we walked around and I saw some interesting doors. Wealso spent the entire day trying to get abig big of water

Since you can’t drink or wash veggies que tap water, we have been going through the big 5 liter bottle of water really fast. In Panama abd some of our other Mexican Airbnbs the building has a water delivery service. Since our building does, not, we spent most of the day trying to get water.

Maybe this guy behind the fence is,a,mascot for a,water company?

Too bad I couldn’t yell down to this house to find out how they get their water?

Finally after hours,or research I looked on Facebook in an expat board. Turns out big supermarkets will deliver the big twenty liter jugs.

Errand Day

Thursday was another day of setting up our time here. Since everything takes longer to do here every little thing takes forever.

We joined a gym, we didn’t actually work out, but joining was a big acomplishment.

We also found a laundramat and washed clothes. The Airbnb we are in is great, except no washer/dryer. There are a lot of places where you drop off your dirty clothes and they return them clean. But for at least this first time we wanted to do it ourselves.

While I sat with the clothes, Jeff got our stuff out of our storage locker. So we are back to only 2 storage lockers, Panama and Seattle.

Treatment day

On Wednesday I had my treatment. I’ve done it enough times in Merida to know the drill and fully embrace it. 10:00am selfie on my way in.

At 10:15 I finished signing all the forms including my thumbprint.

By 10:30 I was in my room and checking out the cookies.

I alway know the black container in the fridge has a sad looking ham sandwich.

I ate the fruit abd left the sandwich and jello.

I always resist putting on a hospital gown. So not needed for this treatment. But I put it in got in the hospital bed and ordered breakfast.

Eggs and more fruit. I skipped the apple juice and additional jello.

11:00 they took my vitals and started the treatment. It’s an IV which only takes 30 minutes.

11:30 was my doctor’s appt which was a check up and mini Spanish lesson. She speaks perfect English but likes to practice with me.

12:00 is the hostage time. This is the worst part for me. I’m all done, have already paid and have to wait, in the room until they agree that I’m all paid up and release me. This usually takes two hours. I settled with my book but it only took 30 minutes.

So I’m good for another three weeks.

Grocery Shopping

On Monday we went grocery shopping. Because we are going to stay put for awhile we were able to stick up on groceries. For the last few months we were moving around so much we never had much in the fridge or cupboards. This wasn’t even everything. We had another cart with us as well.

One thing we didn’t buy was Skwinkles. I think it’s red licorice with spicy seasoning on it. Or as the package says salsagheti

Flying and busing back to Merida

Our flight on Sunday was at 8:15am so we got to the airport really early. Thank God for coffee. We were so out if it we bought our drinks, some food and a pound of coffee to take back with us. We paid then wandered out without any of it. They had to call after us to actually take our purchase.

The flight from Colombia to Mexico was fine. When we landed they made an announcement. “The government of Mexico requires all flights to be disinfected. But don’t worry this spray is safe.

The flight attendant didn’t seem thrilled to disinfect us.

After a few hours at the Cancun airport we took a bus to Merida. This bus was Platino which was a higher level than first class. Besides extra legroom and WIFI we got water and apple juice.

We arrived back in Merida, checked into our Airbnb and immediately went out for tacos. It’s nice to be back.

American Restaurant sort of

On Saturday we moved from our Airbnb to a hotel near the, airport since we had an early flight on Sunday. It’s good we did because the trip to the airport hotel took over an hour and went over a mountain and through another mountain via a really long tunnel. While we waited for our Uber we watched a guy on the 5th floor of a building lower a rope for his door dash delivery then hoist it back up.

You can see him top right pulling up his red bag of food.

For dinner we went to a steak place since Colombia is known for their meat and we hadn’t really had much on our trip.

The decor was supposed to be American but it was a weird mix.

When we ordered gin and tonics they told us they only had beer. We pointed to a wall of alcohol but they said it was just American decoration.

The above is not for actual drinking. Jeff did manage to get them to make us drinks but but with the Tanquery on the wall but with some Gordon’s Gin behind the bar.

This religious statue didn’t really fit with the Americana theme on the wall.

But, the steaks were amazing and they even came with corn on the cob and a baked potato.

Hike and Aguardiente

On Friday we redid the hike we did the week before. But this time we brought granola bars, more water and bug repellent.

There were a lot of butterflies. These two seem to be kissing.

I made it to the top this time but barely. It was a push but I was glad I got to the top.

Later that night we went out for drinks. First we met these very nice ladies who were thrilled to talk to us in Spanish.

There were so many places it was hard to choose where to go.

To drink we each has a small glass of Aguardiente which tastes like licorice and is the local alcohol.