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Chapter 2

sunny 27 °C

We have managed to get it down to 46 families being helped by the “dispensa” each month from 89 the first year I came. This is a good thing as it means the village people are so much better off now than they were 7 years ago. As I stamp the cards for each family and send them over to get their hamper of goodies I wish them a “Feliz Navidad” and get a smile with the look of gratitude. It gives us all such pleasure to provide them with just a little happiness for the holidays. for many of the children this will be all that they will get for Christmas but the community is full of kindness and mutual support.

Decorations in the mall in Merida

Sitting by the wall in my chair knitting I was observing two pelican couples. On couple would take off together and plunge a the the same time for their fish, then float around a bit before taking off in unison. This went on for four or five times in front of me. The second pair were not so coordinated they took off together at time and dove together but once or twice one of them would take off sooner and the other would have to catch up before diving for their fish. Nature mimicking humans couples lives! What a relaxing time here. Colm is really enjoying the tranquility and lack of rushing anywhere!


After an afternoon of playing Euchre at Davids restaurant we walked home for a couple of drinks on the patio. These turned out to be quite expensive drinks. While we were enjoying the lovely view and company unbeknownst to us there was a thief lurking in the house only 10 feet away inside the house taking what he could as quickly as possible. It never occurred to us that anything had happened until a few hours later once everyone had gone home. First I spoke with Mari the caretaker and she was telling me about how she had seen someone in the garden and when she came out he ran and jumped to wall. At this point we were all still unaware of the fact he had already robbed us. We still never thought anything of when Lorraine called to see if we had found her phone. Once I went to make a call I suddenly discovered my phone and wallet was missing from my purse that had been sitting on my bed. With a phone call backs to Lorraine to verify her wallet situation and discovered he had been into her purse that was hanging on a door handle and taken both items from hers as well.
We called the police right away a vehicle with four cops were here in 5 min. This continued to multiply until we found ourselves surrounded by a dozen of them including their guns. It was a bit like Argo Guthrie’s Alice’s Restaurant with four police cars. Twelve policemen, eight report books, photographs from the front and back and interviews... being the biggest crime of the year and everyone wanted to be in the newspapers about it. It was too late for the drones to take off so those were held off. Pictures of possible suspects were shown all around and we eventually decided the culprit looked like me so it really should not be a big problem and we all went back to having drinks and snacks that couldn’t be beat.
After about an hour of back and forth with the police we then went to celebrating our caretaker Mari’s birthday. Yes that is grated Edam cheese on top. And it was in the middle too. It was delicious. The new baby grandchild is 6 months old and a sweetheart. Her name is her grandma’s backwards Iram! I like it!


Dara headed to Merida the very next day to replace my phone without even batting an eye. I was ready to buy a refurbished phone but he wasn’t having any of that. He hoped on the bus and headed to the Apple store in Merida. When he go there he was a meager one hour too late for the iPhone 7 and was not feeling that generous in getting the 8. There was one more option in Merida and that was another Apple store in Merida. So off he went taking an Uber to the other location at Alta Brisa where they said they had 7 left. Not the colour preference I had but at this point I’m not complaining and a lovely red leather case to go with it.


Colm decided to venture along the beach to Chicxulub on his own; when Dara returned he was a little concerned as he had been gone a few hours and this was not more than an hours walk. He went scurrying along the road with hopes he would find him and sure enough he did. His adventure had been a good one with talking to locals as best he could and other expats he met all along the way!

A visit to us isn’t complete without a lunch at El Pescado Patrullero. Colm decided to walk there again but wanted to go early enough to take his time. We would meet him there. Expecting it to be busy as it was holiday weekend but as it turned out it wasn’t the case.

Christmas Day was a nice quiet day. We managed to all video chat on messenger with my parents and Liam missing but it was so nice to be in 4 different time zones and able to see one another all at the same time

We hade a lovely dinner with friends at Faces Restaurant as see on Facebook!

So here is where the new drama begins! We booked our trusty driver Carlos to pick Colm up on Tuesday morning to take him to the airport. I went along into town with what turned out to be Jorge as Carlos was off taking others to see the Mayapan ruins.


As soon as I walked in the door at home there was an urgent call from Sheena in Canada that Colm was denied boarding the plane as his papers were not in order. We had to call and get another driver to go and fetch him at the Merida airport and all the while I’m getting ready for my guests who were arriving for a Boxing Day party A different driver was sent to get him so Colm didn’t recognize him so it took a bit of time before they were linked and on their way back here. His return was just shy of when my guests were to arrive.


This was a bit of a distraction at the party when they first arrived and Dara was taken away to go online to sort out the requirements of the Canadian government. It seems that a dual citizen of Canada travelling on the passport of their second citizenship cannot travel to Canada..... except.... well no you cannot apply for an eTA, an F1 (suggested by Westjet) but down in the bowels of the http://www.someotherthing there is a note by the people at CBSA that you have to get a temporary permission that lasts just four days. May they be delayed getting into heaven as long as it took to find that information!
It all worked out in the end with a new permission fromCBSA via email, a mad rush to get a bus ticket to Cancun and a new ticket.

But .. this is a story about Alice- remember Alice... Well while at the party I get a notice that my phone has been located but it is too late to go as the place was closed . I called the police anyway and they told us to come to the station in the morning to report this and they would go to the shop to see if they had it. Once that was confirmed Dara and Austin headed on their adventure.

Dara’s version of the events... Austin and I met having travelled secretly on separate busses then covertly, carefully, with seriousness and looks of consternation went by for to the police station to meet with the police station fellows. Well they turned out to be disguised as bombers or fire station men who also had a hotline to the police station Comondante so defore we knew it the finest police station truck was dusted off and the rear seats cleaned and dusted and in we went (really they did that). Trying to look not too obvious we cruised the zone past the iPhone recorded location then proceeded on foot with the police station men trying to be invisible despite their rifles and bullet proof jackets. Donning our general Austin Mutt and Dara Jeff postures we shopped around and tried to buy an iPhone to no joy so eventually we went back to have another secret meeting with the police fellas then stormed back with them into the phone repair shop. We have a lovely chat about phones and robbers and thieves and all the possible disguises and cover stories used by criminals around the world and realized that perhaps the iPhone was under a pile of garbage over near the market ... so we all shook hands and went over to the market for more investigations with the machine guns kept at the ready in case someone with an iPhone might try to make an escape! Austin wore his best moustache and was going to buy three other phones and some mangoes but that was not possible. We met again with the police and gave them Canada pins for all their diligent detective work so they could claim membership in the RCMP someday then we went off to have another lunch that couldn’t be beat! ... but ok this is a song about Alice!

remember Alice !! ALICEEEEEEEEE. .. and we can all sing about the iPhone robbed in Progreso when it comes around again on the guitar..... strum strum strum..
You can get anything you want in a Progreso market — except an iPhone!

Ok ok so I sometimes exaggerate just a little. There were no drones but the rest it true! Dara.

Posted by OhUiginn 06:33 Archived in Mexico

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