Although my calendar says it was 2 years ago today, the blog tells a different story. It looks like 2 years and 2 days ago, we pulled into a Mexican port for the first time. Here’s a little more detail about the trip. It’s been 2 years and we’re still happy to be here. We suspect we have lots of more years in Mexico before we even feel the urge to move on to other countries.
As we were walking back from the boatyard today, we were talking about having been down here for 2 years. We agreed that it seems like much longer. When we lived in the States and were both working, at the end of 2 years we were likely to say, “No way has 2 years passed! Seems like maybe 6 months.” But today we were saying, “No way it’s only been 2 years! Seems like 5 at least.” So what’s the difference?
Well, we pondered it as we walked along and this is what we came up with. When we were working and living in one place and seeing pretty much the same people all the time who were also working and living in one place, with everybody, including us, pretty much doing the same thing every day, there wasn’t enough variety to mark the passage of time. This week was pretty much like last week and will be pretty much like next week until something like Thanksgiving comes along to make a mark. And then you say, “Geez! Is it Thanksgiving again already?” Our lives since we left Newport, Oregon in July of 2010, have been going along a little differently.
Although our day-to-day lives in Mexico follow pretty similar patterns, at least when we’re in a particular port for an extended period, overall things are different and I think that has a lot to do with all the people we meet. We interact with a lot of different people, most of whom live on sailboats. So we see them for awhile and then we don’t and then we see them somewhere else and they tell us about where they’ve been and we tell them about where we’ve been and then we don’t see them for awhile and then we might or might not catch up with them yet again.
For instance, it was only about 2 years ago that we met Pat and Sean on s/v Dorial in Avalon on Santa Catalina Island. We next saw them in Ensenada. Later, after we’d both come down the Baja in our own ways, we saw them in La Paz. By now Pat was singlehanding and Sean had moved ashore. Since then, Sean has gone home to Canada and returned to La Paz. I think Pat and Dorial are somewhere south of here. All that in less than 2 years? Or Mike and Nita from s/v Odessa. We also met them in Avalon a little over 2 years ago. We met up again in La Paz. Since then, they went on to explore some of mainland Mexico and then took Odessa back up to Washington where they have since bought a house and gone back to work. We last saw them when we stayed with them this summer. How can all that happen in 2 years? There are numerous stories of fellow cruisers we’ve met and whose adventures we’ve followed to some extent. Some are still in Mexico, some have returned to the States, some are now in the South Pacific, some came from the South Pacific and are on their way home. All these changes in a mere 2 years.
Even us. Although we’re known for hunkering down in various locales for extended periods of time, we’ve still moved around a lot compared to how often we moved around when working. Down the coasts of Oregon, California and Baja, extended stay in La Paz, explored the islands and anchorages of southern Baja, spent a winter in Mazatlán, traversed the entire length of the Sea of Cortez to see a concert in Puerto Peñasco and now, in San Carlos where we’ve spent 2 months working on Siempre Sabado and met another bunch of cruisers with stories to tell. In 2 years? This is nothing compared to the go-fast cruisers who spend no more than a week anywhere. I can’t even imagine how long a time 2 years seems to them.
There’s a saying, something to the effect that “a day spent cruising adds a day to your life”. That’s probably not the actual saying but it’s as close as I can come after a bunch of Tecates and certainly conveys the sentiment, if not the actual words of the adage. I think I’m beginning to understand what that’s all about. If, the last 2 years seem to us like at least 5 years, then maybe it’s the fact that, when cruising you seem to pack more than a year’s worth of experiences into every year, so it just seems like you’re adding more time to your life. Whatever it is, I love it. With Thanksgiving coming, I can say that I am so thankful that Lulu and I have had the opportunity to live this life for the last 2 years and look forward to next year when I can say, “Holy crap! It’s only been a year since I wrote that? No way!”