Starting from the Middle
“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out of your door. You step into the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to.”
— J.R. Tolkien
Frodo Baggins roams Middle Earth, Ford Prefect hitchhikes around the galaxy and I write. Alright, I globe-trot mostly and attempt to pen what I’m going through but I’m consistently inconsistent. In fact, having written just this little bit got me thinking about fictional characters who also happen to be writers. Yes, my mind wanders as much as a…
I do come full circle eventually. But I should be upfront — I like taking the scenic road. I’ve got my ticket for long way ‘round… And I sure would like some sweet company… what’d’ya say?
As of January, 2015, I have been living in Ensenada, Mexico. Fact: fish tacos come from Ensenada — because if Wikipedia says so it must be true, right? What I can vouch for with certainty is that the most flavorful fish tacos I've ever had were in Ensenada.
Speaking of food, I discovered queso-tacos within a couple of days of arriving in Ensenada. That’s basically a quesadilla interrupted and turned into a taco. That’s what good friends are for, I think! That and good conversations.
Why do I start with queso-tacos? Odd, I know. I think that’s when it first hit me that I was actually in Mexico. I had an incredibly delicious meal with very good friends, speaking Spanish the whole time and laughing so much I choked a couple of times. Viva Mexico!
Why am I in Ensenada altogether? I’m volunteering with a christian organization (YWAM) doing a bit of everything. It sort of dawned on me a couple of weeks ago that technically I’m a missionary. But I can’t really bring myself to use that word in a regular conversation. In case you caught that, yes, this is exactly what I think is going on right now — we’re having a dialogue. Only, you’re waiting for your turn to speak. ☺
So in the 3 months I have lived in Ensenada, I've gone to the beach, fixed some computers, worked on the WiFi set up for the base (not done yet), had a bunch of coffee, played my ukulele (every day), babysat, cooked meals, built houses, went boogie-boarding (once), started learning Mexican visa laws and actually helped a couple get Mexican visas, cleaned many rooms and about the same amount of toilets (side note: Mexican plumbing does not allow for the disposing of toilet paper in the actual toilet so to avoid clogging, all the used TP goes into a trashcan), made friends, giggled a lot, splashed in the ocean with determination (different from going to the beach), knit stuff, edited videos, wandered through the nice and the filthy neighborhoods, to summarize — a little bit of everything. But let me tell you more details about what all is happening next time. I think you’ll enjoy it more when I don’t pack a quarter of a year in one post.