I first came to San Blas in 1962 with my mother, five siblings and my two invisible friends. I was seven years old, my oldest brother was 15. Robbie and Omar are sorta ageless. Not sure why we stopped here on our way to live in Guadalajara, but we did and so I always remembered the cool little pirate town all through my boyhood. Three days which became a window on my future.
Just to start things clearly, I wasnt made in Mexico, but Alma Rita was. In 1992 it was "Look out San Blas - here comes one gringo with chilanga. Chilanga is a supposed derogatory term for someone from Mexico City, and Gringo is.....well, the one used for us gringos. I am Maid in Mexico.
Forty eight years later and I am wondering who fired the maid? Had I not forgotten to take my memory pills I would realize it was me. I should end this entry, close my Facebook and put on my apron. There are rooms that need cleaning.
We pulled up to the Hotel Playa Hermosa on a very hot, humid sultry day in June. Nothing unusual there. This enormous palace with red carpet leading from the parking lot to the lobby seemed to be squashed in between the jungle and the Pacific. It seemed quite a distance from town and stuck smack in the middle of what could have been paradise. Us kids immediately hit the ocean for a cool off. We were definitely surprised to find the water at about bath temperature (first surreal surprise). Wasn't long before all these crazy people were dancing up and down on the beach, yelling towards us and waving their arms like crazy. We laughed. Those crazy Mexicans - until my brother turns toward the sea and yells "Sharks!" I do remember the finds starting to circle in on us.......
Well, we did hot-tail it out of the ocean and into their pool........whew! OK, wow lived through that.
The sun began to set, and hunger started to set in. Mom called us in to ready ourselves for a trip to town, and dinner.
We had no idea of what was about to attack us next, and successfuly. There were (and still are) these little vampire with teeth - or are the just little wings with teeth. Stingers? Wings and stingers? We had no idea, as these demons were invisible
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