I miss Mexico. I miss blogging too. I know I’ve still been posting, albeit a little less frequently. But it’s not the same. I don’t feel I’m anywhere exotic. Or doing anything out of the ordinary. Inspiration is hard to come by. At the same time, blogging has become a habit. I would quit, but it’s not really a bad habit. I just need a new direction.
I have some ideas for ‘a new direction’. But some of them will have to wait. Needless to say, photography is at the top of the ‘idea list’. But there is still Mexico. I’ve left, in body if not, yet, spirit. I have a collection of nearly 8,000 photos and about 1,700 posts. Did you read them all? From the beginning? I did. But I like re-reading, especially some of the older ones.
WordPress has a neat little feature that picks out a Random Post for me. I’ll make use of it. And I’ll call it Mexico Monday. Ironically, the first random post that came up was not from Mexico. But what the hell. It was from Latin America. Close enough. Here goes…
I went to Costa Rica in April of 2004 – click here for the photos. My two or three months in Mexico the year before had me hooked on Latin culture, cuisine and chicas. I needed more and booked a flight to San Jose to look for it. I forget the name of the girl in the photo. We spent a couple of days together. She wanted to swap emails, but I told her there was no point – I was backpacking for several months, would collect lots of emails, and would never write to any of them. I was being honest. But she was very pretty. And I must have been quite mad.