Another lousy day in Paradise

Written by Bessie about Mexico. Feelin' thoughtful
Bessie_thoughtful
Nearly every morning we get up and Dan tells us, "It's just another lousy day in paradise."  This of course means the sun is shining, it's about mid-70's and a maximum of 5 clouds might float by all day.  Here you have to look to find a bug and you wouldn't dare to miss the dramatic sunsets.

All Smiles Watching Puerto Vallarta Sunset

We're staying in Puerto Vallarta with Kyle's aunt Susan and her husband, Dan, who spend 3 months here wach winter.  Suffice to say they love it here, and it's hard to blame them.  Each day is possibly more pleasant than the day before.  We start the day with fresh squeezed oj, some of the best locally grown bananas, mangoes, and strawberries, and often end with a glass of red wine watching the sunset.

Susan and Dan have found an apartment complex just west of the charming Downtown and a 15 minute walk from the ocean that is nestled amongst locals (I'm listening to little kids yelling Gooooooooal as I'm writing).  They have numerous friends that settle here part of the year as well, and many of the expats (expatriates) that call this home add to the vibrancy of a community well situated on a beautiful bay. 

If I seem a bit like I might be boasting about their gig, well, I am.  If I were their age, I could easily imagine their lifestyle.  Dan and Susan run a mediation company and can work out of just about anywhere with a high-speed internet connection.  (Now granted Dan works 7 days a week, but he'd do it at home too, so why not enjoy paradise on the side?)  With a portable income stream, who wouldn't want to live in their own bit of paradise?
Puerto Vallarta Beach
Many more people find their own way to live in their bit of paradise.  We've encountered a restaurant owner, a hair stylist, a broadway star, a pastor, and a English teacher that have transplanted themselves here.  Some work, others use their skills to help others.  It's easy to find birds that flew south for the winter and don't come back about anywhere, and I can relate to the desire of ditching out on cold winters and sticking near a warm beach.  If you dig a place, why not consider sticking in roots?

As Kyle and I travel around, we plot ways to sustain ourselves somewhere and prolong "living on the road".  I can manage volunteers in my sleep, but that may not pay the bills.  I envision my self as one of those snorkel boat tour guides in hardcore sandals making sure everyone gets on their life vests soaking in the sun (yes, mom, I'm wearing sunblock) with super blonde hair.  And if that still doesn't pay the bills, I'll make sure Kyle has an internet connection.  Anyone need a website designed?

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