Friday, September 5, 2014

The beds and bedding at "The House of Love" or "Casa Amor" were amazing. I intended to get a line item by line item list of what Silvio had purchased when he returned from Italy. Silvio and his lovely bride spend the summers in or near the Tuscan Region of Italy, and that is why they rent the Villa in Coronado Beach. I just happened to be the current; and hopefully future, key holder for the moment; and perhaps for many summers to come. Have I mentioned that once.

Well, I love this place. After only two weeks, it has become intoxicating. The beach is immaculate and not overrun, the house is immaculate and on a corner of a "not" busy street. My children have accommodations fitting of royalty, we have room for all the company we need and NO room for those we do not want, and I can relax here. Whew! That was a mouthful!

At any rate, our third week was about to begin. I suggested another history lesson. Since we all had our passports, why not slip down thru San Diego into Tijuana, Mexico, and just see what is going on these days. To the best of my knowledge, Mexico is at peace internally at the moment. Sure, there are gangs and guns and fighting, but "citizen vs. BIG Government" is currently at bay.

That Friday, at the end of the third week, we ventured across the border and into Mexico.I suggested staying a few days and going to Guadalajara, Oaxaca, Monterrey and Mexico City. Certainly we would find some cultural and historical events and places to learn a bit about Mexico.

What I have always appreciated about Brady and his short, but sweet, vacations was that he was always able to provide us with "fun facts" along the way. Not only was he handsome and intelligent, he was knowledgeable. He knew many things about many places and the World in general. In fact, in our hometown, we could barely go to a restaurant where he hadn't at one time dated a waitress who still did, or who had worked there. He liked to eat, and the waitresses always seem to like him. I wonder why.

After crossing the border, I decided we would drive directly to Mexico City to start our few day tour of this politically unsound (historically speaking), but beautiful country.