the rain in Veracruz falls mainly on our trailer…

I wrote a long, lengthy, verbose, chock-full of “F-word” post yesterday (or was it the day before) and forgot I wasn’t online when I pressed “Publish” forever delegating the contents to the basura. Rethinking all I posted (and honestly, while it was very long, it was mainly whining and bitching) it was a good thing it got dumped and I’m not even going to try to re-create it.

We’re still on the beach in Veracruz as the rain will not allow us to leave. It is very dangerous to drive on the roads where we are as there is a LOT of standing water. So we wait for the rains to stop. So far, we’re counting 3 full nights and 3 full days of constant, steady, mind-numbing rain. But, the sand soaks that stuff up so fast you wouldn’t believe it. There is little to no standing water except on some fincas and ranchos. The water table must lie deep. When we’re not biting each other’s heads off with cabin-fever, we’re eating amazing cheese from the tiny town of San Rafael. I’ve never had cheese with such a sharp flavor anywhere in Mexico. We seem to have caught a break in the weather today; late this afternoon the rain stopped (the clouds lifted but they are still dense and dark) and as I write, at 10pm, the children are running on the beach. The surf is loud and thundering; the Gulf is much more angry than the lovely blue waters that met us when we arrived.

Jamie has begun roasting beans. We purchased some medium roast beans in Xilitla and he has been itching to better them. Today, he spent much of the day roasting them on the stove. He found it takes a LONG time over a low fire to produce an espresso bean. I’m loving the roast; it is much less acidic and bitter than our Costco stuff that I refuse to admit we buy as it is not a friendly company. I’m looking forward to buying from the grower in Coatepec.

We’ve been keeping ourselves busy by looking at Real Estate porn once again; Jonna and Mimi just purchased a house in the center of Merida to rennovate and Jamie and I are absolutely ITCHING to do the same. Not too much chance of it until we can unearth ourselves from the mud and sand though.

You know, I thought I had a TON of stuff to update on, but honestly, I’m coming up empty. There was the horrible, awful road from Palantpa (El Tajin; the last place we stayed) that took 4 hours to go 64 miles that honestly, I’d simply rather forget. If you’re ever tempted to take MX127, just say, “no”.

Honestly, other than constant rain, enormous fresh shrimp and lovely smoked fish and the best cheese we’ve ever had, there isn’t much to say.