Global Warming My Ass!

One and all,

I know by Oregon standards this may not mean much, but the weather has turned very strange the last few days. The surf as been incredibly high, throwing sand across the Málechon, wiping out the beach fronts of restaurants and generally turning the beautiful Puerto Vallarta seafront into a large lake inside a sandbox. Every morning people are digging out.

Also the weather has turned amazingly cool. You must remember that everything is open here (including our apartment) and there is no heating. This morning when Polley and I got up, it was 55 degrees! We were in every layer we could possibly find. We have very few long-sleeved options with us, but those we do have went on top of others. Last night, as the wind came up, we declined to go out. We just sat in bed and read, bundled up so that we were both the size of the Michelin Man!

It was so ironic that yesterday our landlord brought a fellow around to look at our apartment (he is trying to rent our current place and move us back to our old digs). The fellow, from Montreal, ask about the cold. We said, "No, it's always comfortable, no need to give it a thought!" Five hours later, it felt like Montreal.

So, having extended our stay in Mexico because the weather in Europe is so unstable, we feel a bit of a fool. What with Polley's infection and this dramatic change in weather, it has been very hard to feel that we have found a rhythm. Our primary rhythm has been that of pacing back and forth to keep warm in between bout of just climbing back into bed. We thought we might go to breakfast this morning, just to take advantage of the luxury of being indoors, but we could think of an indoor restaurant! So we huddle around our coffee mugs, considering going out to buy a larger light bulb to sit under and wait for the sun to provide a little nature heat. It is clear, so things could change for the better. . . and we hope soon.

If we don't freeze, there will be further reports.

Ed and Polley