Friday, November 7, 2014

What is your address? ¿Cuál es su dirección de la calle?

Memorable entrances.
It's a simple question that often leads to long descriptive directions, similar to – we live in Colonia Cañotal next door to so-and-so's house, across from the Mini Super, look for a yellow house with green and white trim.

Mexico is not the only country in the world with a confusing system of addresses, but most of our nearby neighbours originated from Canada or the USA. We are accustomed to a numbering system that has odd-numbered houses on one side of the street, and even-numbered houses on the other side. The numbers typically radiate out from the centre of the town or city, increasing in numerical value further from the centre. We were required by law to affix our assigned number in a visible location on the outside of the house to assist the emergency services, such as police, fire and ambulance to and ensure that the postal employees could find the address.

Our casa, Odd the Dog on right
On the other hand, our house address here on Isla is a bit of a mouthful: Casa K'aay Hà, Lote #3 Circunvalacion Aeropuerto SM 02, M 204 Isla Mujeres QR 77400 Mexico. Just for fun, I emailed four of our nearby friends to ask what their official addresses were. We all live on the east side of the street within a two-block area, on a road commonly known as Aeropuerto that runs along the east side of the island.

Of the four friends, I received four different addresses. One lives on Carretera Perimetral, two live on Circunvalacion Aeropuerto, and another lives on Carretera Garrafon

Some of us apparently live in the neighbourhood of Colonia Rancho Alegra, while the others don't. Lawrie's sister Linda and her husband Richard live one lot south of us, so their address is almost exactly the same as ours, except they are lote #1, the lot in between us is still vacant and would be lote #2.

Along this road, there are several lots numbered 1, 2 or 3 because every time the Monzana number changes – that's the M204 in our address – the lot numbers start over again. Many of our friends have attempted to number their houses with something recognizable, something that makes sense, and the result is quite interesting: #216 is south of #305, which is south of #20. In other words, if you were driving from the centre of town trying to find a specific number, you would see #20, then #305, then #216. It's a good way to keep everyone guessing!


Other friends have chosen to name their houses in an attempt to be easily located by postal workers, delivery personnel, or emergency services. Some of the best names we have seen are slightly humorous ones, such as Sandra and Carl's Casa Spanglish, Brook and Paul's Cas-A-Beer, John and Betty's Casa Piolin (Tweety Bird) or Chuck and Marcy's Casa Gallo (Rooster is Chuck's nickname).
Linda and Richard Grierson call their house Casa Luna Turquesa (House of the Turquoise Moon). They have an easily recognizable turquoise crescent-shaped moon attached to the upper edge of the house. Harriet and Richard Lowe, on the other hand, chose Casa Flamboyan. The name aptly describes their beautiful multi-coloured home. Several local folks just put a plaque with their family name on the house, and that works too. When we named our house Casa K'aay Hà, we thought we were calling it the Mayan equivalent of Singing Water, as it turns out the name can mean either Song Water or Fish of the Sea!

Well, with all of these choices for addresses no wonder the postal delivery folks have a challenge making deliveries. We have been lucky, always getting great service from the post office. 

Here are three hints that might help you get good service as well:
  1. name your house, or put a number on it – anything to distinguish it from the others on your street
  2. visit the post office with a photograph of your house and get to know the employees
  3. stop by on November 12th, National Postal Workers Appreciation Day, with goodies, beverages, and a cash tip. (They are only open until noon on this day.)
We also offer a bottle of cold water or a soda to any of the delivery people hired to drop off bank statements, utility bills, or parcels. A little kindness goes a long way towards getting great service.

As for how to find us, that's easy! We either say we are on Aeropuerto Road across from the high school basketball court, or we say we are next door to Casa Luna Turquesa. Richard and Linda have been here on Isla longer than we have, and most people know where they live.  It's simple!

Hasta luego, Lawrie, Lynda, Sparky, and Thomas the Cat

An error correction: Along this road, there are several lots numbered 1, 2 or 3 because every time the Manzana number changes – that's the M204 in our address – the lot numbers start over again. That should read Monzana - we have lived in this house for going on seven years, and all of our paperwork says Manzana (apple), but I just discovered the word is Monzana (block). 

Murder. Mayhem. Revenge. Romance.


Friday, October 31, 2014

Día de Los Muertos - a family feast and celebration

Patricia, Luci, and Yani
Do you have a kiss for Grandma?” Yani Medina asked her granddaughter, Luci, as she reached to hold the little girl. 

Her outdoor kitchen is buzzing with conversation and laughter as family members come and go, checking on the progress of Yani's preparations for the upcoming family celebration.



Yani - chopping, chopping, chopping
Yani is making the traditional “pibe” - similar to a very large tamale - for the Mayan Hanal Pixán celebrations, otherwise known as the Día de Los Muertos. Delicious smells float through the warm tropical air, coming from the various pots and pans on the gas stove. 

Across the street at the middle school, the students are boisterously departing for a three-day weekend away from their studies. They carry bunches of flowers and other gifts, decorations for the temporary Hanal Pixán altars honouring their departed family members. The students will celebrate Hanal Pixán again with their families on November 1st and November 2nd, eating special foods, and visiting family graves in the cemetery.

Preparing the banana leaves
By the time I arrived in her kitchen, Yani had already been working for a few hours, preparing the chicken and chopping vegetables and was ready to show me the more intricate details. 

First, she removed the cooked chickens from the huge pot, and then added chopped tomatoes, onions, handfuls of an herb called ezapote, salt, and a red spice called achiote to the broth.

Mixing masa, a cornmeal dough that takes time and special techniques to create, she thickened the chicken broth.


Eduardo and Patricia, decorations for the birthday party
As she worked, her teenage daughter Cristina stopped by to chat, and her mother, Norma Figueroa Paz, came to check the proceedings. Then her son Alex dropped in. 

Next came older daughter Patricia with her husband, Eduardo, and their two sweet little girls. October 30th is Luci's second birthday, so in addition to creating the Hanal Pixán feast, Yani was working on eighty tamales for the party.

Manual - starting to cook the "pibe" 
A few minutes later, while her husband, Manual Punab, prepared the charcoal BBQ to cook the “pibe”, Yani's brother Freddy Medina stopped to add his humorously helpful suggestions. 

By now, there are eleven people, spanning four generations of the same family, supervising, chatting and laughing while Yani serenely carried on with her project.

Stripping the tough outer edges off the banana leaves to use as a natural string for her “pibe” parcels, she explains in a mix of Spanish and English what she is doing. Next, she pats the masa dough into a circular shape and adds the upright borders that will contain the yummy mixture of chicken, vegetables, and spices. In keeping with tradition, some of the chicken bones are included in the “pibe.” They represent the bones of the departed.

Norma, helping with spicy "pibe" for Manual
With the addition of the K'ol – the chicken mixture – more vegetables, and a sliced hard-boiled egg, Yani's creation was finally ready for the top crust. Everything is parcelled up with banana leaves and tied securely. It's a work of art. She then creates a special “pibe” for Manual's upcoming birthday. He has requested his usual twenty Serrano chilli peppers and a K'ol mixture including multi-coloured, Xpelón beans. This dish is too spicy for most of the other family members, and he will likely savour his fiery treat all on his own.

All set for the top crust to go on
By now, three and a half hours have quickly passed. Yani asks me to come back in another hour when the “pibe” will be ready so that I can see the finished product. 

She also sends me home with a yummy dish of the chicken mixture, and a handful of fire toasted tortillas to snack on. 

Oh my goodness! Good! By the time I drove back to our house, the dish was empty. Lawrie was only able to run his finger around the bowl, tasting the residual flavours in it.

Packaged in banana leaves 
What a great experience; learning a bit more about our local friends, and having a chance for a relaxed chat. For those of you who frequent our favourite bar, the Soggy Peso, Yani's son Alex is their newest employee. His uncle, Freddy Medina, is the manager of the bar, and his cousin Joao (YoYo) has worked there for several years. Next time you are in the Soggy Peso, make sure you say hi to Alex.

What a lovely family! We know they will enjoy their celebrations this weekend: Hanal Pixán, Día de Los Muertos, and two birthdays. 

Yani - all done!
Hasta luego
Lawrie, Lynda, Sparky, and Thomas






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Friday, October 24, 2014

Live like a Rock Star, on Isla Mujeres Mexico!

Sunset at Casa de Los Sueños
Holy moly!” Gail exclaimed, “That is my handwriting. I won! I won!”

Convinced that an email she had received was a scam, perhaps a sales pitch for a timeshare hotel, Gail Stewart refused to believe she had won the fabulous prize being offered. To assure Gail that the offer was genuine, the hotel owner sent a second email, containing a photo of a local child holding the winning ticket; that's when she recognized her own distinctive handwriting.

2700 Square Foot Presidential Suite
The prize was a complimentary week in the 2700-square-foot Presidential Suite at Casa de Los Sueños on Isla Mujeres, plus a $500.00 credit towards food and beverages. She had purchased the raffle ticket many months before from the hotel owner, who was independently raising funds for the Little Yellow School House. As a middle school educator for thirty-eight years in Westchester County, New York, Gail is an avid supporter of the education of children. The LYSH is a local school for children with developmental disabilities; all of their funding comes from various fundraising events on Isla.
Food for the sunset cocktail party 
Gail Stewart and Mike Davanzo, or as she calls him, “her partner in crime,” recently enjoyed their complimentary week at Casa de Los Sueños, enthusiastically telling friends that everyone at the hotel was treating them like they were rock stars. 
They wanted to share their good fortune with island friends and arranged a sunset cocktail party for Wednesday evening. Lucky for us, we were included on the guest list!

Guests arriving for the party
According to Gail, the hotel manager was exceptionally helpful – suggesting food items that fit her budget, and organizing all of the party details. One fun twist was that the table and chairs were set up in the shallow end of the suite's private swimming pool. What a great idea! And Mike, an old-time rock-and-roller, played lively and familiar tunes for our foot-bouncing enjoyment.
Mike Davanzo, TGarcia photo

Originally from Queens, NY, Mike Davanzo has been playing in rock bands since high school, later playing professionally for more than 40 years in the eastern US and Canada. He is currently featured at Casa de Los Sueños on the weekends from 4:30 to 6:30, during Happy Hour. 

Mike's music is another good reason to stop by Casa de Los Sueños for a sunset beverage or two, and while you are there, purchase a raffle ticket for the 2015 Grand Prize.

Hotel staff setting up the buffet for the party


As Gail said, “It was a magical week, and everyone who worked there treated us like we had actually paid to stay in the Presidential Suite.” Although with Gail's many years of experience as a President for the Teachers' Union and as a Union Contract Negotiator, I noticed she kept a supervisory eye on every detail of the party. When you are accustomed to being in charge, old habits die hard. 
Thanks again, Gail and Mike, for the invite to share in your good fortune.
Presidential Suite - private pool
Lawrie and I bought our ticket; hopefully it's the winning one! 
Maybe next year we will be living like rock stars for a week in the Presidential Suite of Casa de Los Sueños.
Hasta Luego
Lawrie, Lynda, Sparky, and Thomas



Friday, October 17, 2014

Finding Paradise in 1993, Jackie Conlon


2005 Boat found drifting after Wilma.Sergio used as a bar
So, you're from Wisconsin?” The woman queried, puzzled.

No, no, I live in Oregon. I said Milwaukie, Oregon.” Jackie Conlon replied, a tiny bit frustrated that no one seemed to grasp the concept of a city named Milwaukee that was actually located in Oregon, not in Wisconsin. True, Milwaukee, Oregon, had only about 22,000 people, while Milwaukee, Wisconsin, had about 600,000, so one was definitely more famous than the other, but neither city could be considered “paradise.”

1993 Na Balam Hotel 
Jackie first discovered her version of paradise in 1993. She was looking for a new adventure, a new place to relax after a strenuous six months of commuting between Oregon and Colorado for her job in telecommunications. She was tired of the Mazatlan – Puerto Vallarta area, and suggested to her travel agent that she was ready for something new: maybe Belize. “Un-uh! No, a woman travelling alone in Belize is not a good idea,” the agent said. “I think you would like the Playa del Carmen or the Yucatan area of Mexico a lot more.”
1993 El Presidente Hotel damaged.
So her first trip to the Caribbean side of Mexico included two nights in Cancun, then ten days in Playa del Carmen, and another ten days on Isla. Unfortunately, her first visit to Isla Mujeres included breaking her toe on arrival, limiting her island experiences to the hotel, beach, and restaurant. However, the turquoise water, soft white sand, and charming locals hooked her on the island. In the next twenty-one years, she returned time and again to her island paradise, bringing family members and friends to share the experience.

1996 Garrafon Park
Now a confirmed Islahólico – a true fan of Isla Mujeres – Jackie is a longtime member of the Isla Mujeres Scholarship Group. The group was formed in 2005 to provide financial assistance to qualified students who wanted to continue on to college or university. Jackie told me that this is a personally satisfying venture, one that gives her close contact with the students and their families. She can see how her monthly contributions are improving the life of the student and of the student's family. Whenever one of the students graduates, she is happy to sign up to assist another one for the four or more years needed to complete their education.
Island youngsters
Jackie is also an avid supporter of local businesses and enjoys promoting them. She created a Facebook page for a local restaurant to help them market their business. And, if you are her personal Facebook friend, you will see a variety of “food porn” photographs, promoting various local restaurants, but she confesses, until very recently, she had never tried the wonderfully decadent Mexican specialty – marquesitas. Marquesitas are the crepe-like confections cooked on a large pan, filled with sliced bananas and chocolate sundae sauce, then rolled into a tube shape and handed to you with a small paper serviette wrapped around one end. Heavenly!
October 2005, high seas before Hurricane Wilma

Even though Milwaukie, Oregon, may not be a tropical paradise, Jackie has discovered her own paradise here on Isla Mujeres. 

She is a big-hearted addition to the island.

Hasta Luego
Lawrie & Lynda

All of the photos are from Jackie Conlon's collection 


Friday, October 10, 2014

Yeah! The new ferry terminal is open, sort of

Ribbon cutting - photo Municipality of Isla Mujeres
At last, after many false starts and delays dating back to December of 2013, the new ferry terminal was officially inaugurated by a large group of dignitaries on Saturday, October 4th.  

(Updated: Roberto Borge was charged with fraud in 2017 and imprisoned. Link below.)

Guillermo Ruiz de Teresa & Roberto Borge Angulo
Every level of government was represented, from our own Municipal President Agapito Magaña Sánchez, to the Governor of Quintana Roo Roberto Borge Angulo, to the Federal General Coordinator of Ports and Merchant Marines Guillermo Ruiz de Teresa, the President of Cancun, the President of Cozumel, our Naval Vice-Admiral Juan Ramón Pigñol, plus a host of other dignitaries.

Waiting for the event to start
A good crowd of islanders were on hand for the celebration. A large white tent was quickly erected in the new parking lot. It sheltered two massive video screens and a convention-style raised platform for the honoured guests, plus dozens of white slip-covered chairs for the general public. It was a classy event.




Appreciative crowd listening to Agapito Magaña
But, you know, everything runs on Mexican time. The event was supposed to start at 10:30 in the morning, but didn't get started until the last dignitary arrived via helicopter around 12:30 in the afternoon. And as always, everyone waited patiently for the commencement. The only people checking their wrist watches with mild irritation were us, the ex-pats. (We are learning, slowly, very slowly, not to fuss over start times.)

Governor Roberto Borge & Presidente Agapito Magaña 
Finally the event started. Municipal President Agapito Magaña Sánchez called it “a historic day” for Isla Mujeres to have this new 700-thousand square-meter terminal. The new structure is fantastic, with plenty of room for the two plus million visitors that Isla Mujeres will host this year.  Of course, the smaller vendors, eating establishments, and tour operators will take a little time to settle into the new facility, but be patient; eventually it will happen.

Some of you will say that the old, quaint facility had character, befitting the island; however, one visit to the washrooms or the waiting area would have put paid to that idea. Isla Mujeres is a world-class destination - funky, quaint, rustic, fun, beautiful, romantic, or hip - but it is that first impression that grabs the newcomer, creating a yearning, a compulsion to return again and again to this beautiful little island. This gleaming white facility, with its Mayan architectural influences, is a dazzling new entrance to paradise.

Governor Roberto Borge
Governor Roberto Borge also promised in his very popular speech, the completion of the Cultural Centre, completion of the ongoing hospital project, more utility services on the mainland portion of Isla Mujeres, upgrading the car ferry terminal at Punta Sam, and last but not least, the repairs and upgrading of the popular Isla Mujeres baseball field. 

Whew! That's a big list, hope it happens.

Hasta Luego
Lawrie, Lynda, Sparky, and Thomas



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