Saturday, February 26, 2011
Last night I woke up and the stress of the last few days hit me. I did not feel fearful, I just cried. That left me feeling much better. When I woke up in the morning, I thought that I was fine. Well wrong. While out walking Patches, a large English sheep dog took a run at us, toppled Patches and then stood on him. I went ballistic at the owner and swore at him (this was not a normal response as I usually just ask the owner to leash the dog) and the owner took a strip off me. By this time, I realized that Patches was fine and the other dog wanted to play. It turns out the sheep dog was a puppy but the owner had no control over the puppy. Apparently the man was Mexican and he told me to go home if I didn’t like it here…that threw me as I had no idea if this guy was Canadian, or from Mongolia. He really raked me over the coals and of course I apologized. We go our separate ways and I start crying again. A sweet Mexican woman who had witnessed the whole charade came over and comforted me, saying that the man was very rude but she laughed and said that she was happy that I had stood up to the guy. After he verbally kicked my butt, I thought that I had humbled myself to him, but apparently not.
It turns out that the guy has a huge multi million dollar motor yacht on the same dock as we are on. The guy also owns a hummer. So whom did I offend? Some drug cartel boss??
Later the guy came over to speak with me, to explain that his dogs are puppies and harmless. I pointed out that I did not know that. I still think that if you cant control your dog you should have it leashed but I was not about to start a new argument with the guy. And oh yes he may have Mexican parents but he flies an American flag as his country of origin.
That incident seemed to have rid me of my angst, so there was my silver lining.
While out walking I met several people from Mazatlan and other places that we had visited. None of them had hit that patch of bad weather that we had, but they had met other people who had….and all of them said that none of the weather sites showed winds of that strength. I feel somewhat vindicated.
Bob went to the mariners equivalent of an upscale Canadian Tire and came back with a new water pump and DINGHY WHEELS. Now for those of you who do not know the significance of dinghy wheels let me tell you.. When going into shore you can put down the dinghy wheels and that means your motor wont be hitting solid ground when that big wave leaves you sort of high and dry. Then you can pull the dinghy out of the way of the next large wave, and easily roll the dinghy on shore rather than dragging it painfully over sand and rocks. Going out with the dinghy works the same way…makes life easier. But now I have to learn a new dinghy regime and I am sure that it will involve getting wet a few times. That doesn’t bother me anymore. I have quick drying shorts just for such occasions.
Friends of ours from Manitoba (they have a cottage at Grindstone) are here in Puerto Vallarta now. Tomorrow afternoon they are coming for a visit. It will be so nice to see a familiar face from Manitoba.
Can you believe that it has clouded over? I can't remember when I last saw an overcast sky. We have been to PV many times and I doubt if I have ever seen it totally overcast. Weird weather all over the world.
Time to go to Happy Hour.
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