Our plane lands in the small Loreto airport, I can feel the world slow down. We are on the only plane landing today, Our friend Ben picks us up at the gate and drops us at our palapa and trailer. We throw our bags in the door, there's lots to do, but it can wait, mañana.
First a cold beer, and then stroll down to visit our neighbors. Jerome, Etta, Fred, Dallas and Mary, all from Alaska, and of course Brent, the Mayor of Rivera Del Mar! After few more beers, we head back to the trailer, there's lots to do, but mañana.
We walk down town to Ben and Jill's home for dinner. The streets are quiet, we pass a few locals and exchange greetings, a few cars slowly pass, everything moves slowly in Loreto. Our friends Ron and Peter join us for Jill's home made meatloaf, not exactly a Mexican dinner, but great just the same. a little tequila and cards.are there, Peter is a dessert-aholic, and always makes something outrageously good, tonight it was fresh peach pie with vodka pie crust! A few tequilas and cards, a few more tequilas and a easy stroll home. There's a lot to do, but mañana.
The literal translation of mañana, I always thought, was 'tomorrow', the real translation is 'not today'.... works for us.
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