We are down to our last week to enjoy Zihuatanejo. I know for many that is the entire vacation time they have. It was that way for us once, but now that we are retired we find no need to have winter in our lives and choose to spend that season in the warmth, sunshine and friendliness of Zihuatanejo. Staying as long as we do also means that we have accumulated much “stuff” that make our apartment homelike. Storage has always an issue, but our current apartment manager has been accommodating and has stored our 5 crates in his store-room.
But this year is different as we are changing apartments and renting it full-time. In
December when we made our arrangements with the new apartment our idea had been to start our rent in March and slowly move our stuff over and get the new items we would need and be all set up for our return in November. But the land lord had already had a commitment for March and April, so that didn’t work. Now the issue of storage really became a problem until our good friend and upstairs neighbor said she could store our boxes until our return. So problem solved, there is exactly enough space to store our now 6 storage boxes.
Our job this last week to pack so none are too heavy and nothing breaks and make sure we are in sync with the young man who will do the lifting and trotting them down 3 flights of stairs and then up one flight of stairs and stowing them on an over head shelf.
We have been 10 years in this one spot and really loved central location. We won’t miss the music and noise from the all night bars that spew drunks onto the streets at 5:30 AM. We won’t miss the clanging of metal weights from the gym across the street, especially now that they have expanded to their roof top which is eye level with our balcony. We won’t miss the announcer from the Zocolo always calling for “aplauso, aplauso” after every performer and the high-pitched voice of the kids clown. The noise from the Zocolo funnels right down our street, at times its pleasant other times just annoying and I spend a great deal of evening time on the balcony.
We will miss the friendly neighbors in our building. We’ll miss watching the humming birds flit between the two feeders that are on each side of our pedestrian street, watching them balance at the very tippy top of a palm frond ‘ll miss seeing baby doves nested in the coconut palms. We already miss the view of the bay we had before the row of palm trees were planted down the middle of the street and grew so tall to just about block the entire bay view. We will miss the frequent evening gatherings downstairs at Javiers when a couple of guitars come out.
There are lots to miss but much to look forward to. Our new apartment has a great kitchen area, a separate large bedroom, only one flight of stairs and a nice balcony. It is situated so that the breeze from the bay blows through the apartment keeping it quite cool and comfortable. We are still just a block and
1/2 off the bay and a block and a half from our old apartment. And most importantly we can choose to furnish and decorate it as we please. Life will be good! Signing off KO