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I have always been a fan of Blanche Dubois\u2019s statement, \u201cI have always depended on the kindness of strangers”. https:\/\/youtu.be\/l4V8OHy0su0<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n I have made that statement several times over the years, largely to people who have no idea what I’m talking about. That doesn’t matter. In all fairness, I have not seen the movie \u201cA Streetcar Named Desire\u201d, likely because I know the story and I can\u2019t bear to see Marlon Brando as a villain. <\/p>\n\n\n\n That said, Blanche\u2019s statement speaks to me. It speaks to me of the general goodness of people trying to help one another in times of need. And also Of course, this cannot be relied on, entirely but I have found it is more true than not. For example, if you’re driving in traffic and you need to switch, lanes if you turn on your blinker someone will let you in. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Or if you’ve been hiking across a terrain and you reach the end point and there’s a van with the contractors and they’ll hand you water or Gatorade, no questions asked. Or they drive up in a UTV with the same offer of something cold to drink. Hiking across the hills and vales in 90+ degree weather will inspire the deepest appreciation for this kind of generosity! <\/p>\n\n\n\n The story of the immigration desk in Cancun is here: http:\/\/The Theft, or \u201cPart One\u201d of the Journey Home – Tales, Trails, and Transformations<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\n Here’s the longer version: I was trying to acquire a visa to get on out of Mexico and back home, but the immigration office would not accept pesos. Or cash. This was unanticipated. The woman behind the counter insisted I use a credit card. Which I did not have since my wallet had been stolen. So I’m standing at the counter repeating to this woman \u201cI do not have a credit card\u201d. She won’t even look at me but insists I must use a card, she will only accept a card, no matter how many times I tell her I do not have a card. So it\u2019s a cycle. This woman will not look at me repeats her mantra and I repeat mine. <\/p>\n\n\n\n I break the cycle by looking to the gentleman at the counter next to me, an American, and explained the situation. I asked if he could please help me out. I mean, would you please, please, I’m begging, purchase my visa on your card, and I\u2019ll pay you the full amount plus more in pesos. He agrees, no questions asked. His wife is in full agreement, understanding I was in dire straits. He signs for the purchase, and I gave him the pesos. <\/p>\n\n\n\n So we’re in the ocean, Sea of Cortez, to be precise. And because we are a group of three, we store those belongings we need close in a cooler and bag on the sea wall. We retreat to our gear as needed, for a phone for photos, or another drink. Of course, we were not the only people taking advantage of the seawall, it was becoming crowded on this particular day. http:\/\/www.talestrailsandtransformations.com\/fourth-of-july-at-puerto-penasco\/<\/a><\/p>\n\n\n\nAt Work<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
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Isla Mujeres<\/h3>\n\n\n\n
Puerto Penasco<\/h3>\n\n\n\n