Summer vacation! The word bounces around inside my mouth with all the joy inherent in time spent away from 'normal' daily endeavors. The magic of vacation, or "holiday" to use the delightful British term, is to step away, to put down the mantle, and enjoy the natural rhythms of one's own body.
This August, to both escape the interminable grey and to find warm waters to surf, a drive was planned down Mex 1 with good friends Cathy Cox and Patrick Humphrey. The trip would include a birthday celebration for Patrick, who hails from Montana.
Cathy and I shopped for food and supplies. I made a border trip to obtain SENTRI status for my car. Mexican insurance was procured, tire pressure checked, along with all fluids and the spare. Buster watched me packing the suitcases and refused to leave my side. My dog wanted to make sure that he was part of the trip, and only began to relax when he saw his dog bed, toys and special "Animal Crackers Gina" food lined up with the other cases.