On November 28, 2012, I
boarded a USAir flight alongside David Gitlitz, he dressed in slacks &
shirt, with his can't-lose-under-any- circumstances belongings tucked into his
backpack. I held my dearest belongings in a nice Vera Bradley bag (a splurge to
myself), and wore a pale green linen tunic and long-sleeved blouse. I tucked my
ever present gloves & fleece into the suitcase. Eight hours later, after having arrived, rented a car, and checked into a hotel, I turned around to find a man in shorts & golf shirt & hat, a pair of binoculars around his neck and a camera in his right hand. He was muttering words like chachalaca, motomoto, oropendula. To which I could only respond “colibrí.” Three hours later, after a guacamole and lemonade repast, I was handed a flash drive and encouraged to post Blog 1. With pictures, of course. I now have a mild case of whiplash craning my neck looking for/at birds that dart through the tree tops and wrist pains from posting blogs every time we get to internet access.
Oh, woe is us. Remember : ** click on the photos so that you can see a larger image. ** post thoughts, questions, and suggestions on my Facebook page: Linda Davidson (hmm, I suspect you can figure out which one, as I say I live in Oaxaca, Oaxaca). December 16, 2012: Blog 5 about El Panchan now has pictures. Blog 6 is being posted and the pictures are being added. [Sue Offer: this one's for you.] The ever-so intriguing 12/12/1212 And we are still in Palenque. Blog 4 tells of other things. Blog 5 will reveal El Panchan : Maryjane, for you: Sapos y ranas Rio Lagartos, Dec 2012 |