When I was 16 my mom had a conference in Mexico and it was at a resort under construction, so therefore really cheap with plenty of extra rooms, so she brought me along and even let me invite my girlfriend.
It was snow and ice when we went to the airport. We stopped in Guadalajara airport to transfer flights. My girlfriend had no coat or anything on. Like shorts and a t-shirt and some sandals. I was like “is that gonna be enough?”.
I knew it was warmer in the south, but I didn’t realize the tropics have like zero winter. My experience with going south was like 10 - 15 degrees warmer after driving south for six hours.
Anyway we had a week to just do whatever at this remote little conference center / resort. The bartender let me buy beers. There were some boogie boards and sea kayaks. There was a bay you could swim across if you were a strong swimmer. There was a conference going on full of American businesspeople doing some kind of spiritual work. There were people going up and down the coast in sailboats and yachts, dropping anchor in the bay and boating over. People who lived on boats continually.
I vowed I would move to the tropics. The warmth, the sea, the chill attitude.
So that was when I was 16, and I’m now 40, and I still haven’t done it.
I’ve felt that pull in other places too. Tokyo was one, actually. I kept thinking “If I just went ahead and moved here, I would not regret it”.
When I was 16 my mom had a conference in Mexico and it was at a resort under construction, so therefore really cheap with plenty of extra rooms, so she brought me along and even let me invite my girlfriend.
It was snow and ice when we went to the airport. We stopped in Guadalajara airport to transfer flights. My girlfriend had no coat or anything on. Like shorts and a t-shirt and some sandals. I was like “is that gonna be enough?”.
I knew it was warmer in the south, but I didn’t realize the tropics have like zero winter. My experience with going south was like 10 - 15 degrees warmer after driving south for six hours.
Anyway we had a week to just do whatever at this remote little conference center / resort. The bartender let me buy beers. There were some boogie boards and sea kayaks. There was a bay you could swim across if you were a strong swimmer. There was a conference going on full of American businesspeople doing some kind of spiritual work. There were people going up and down the coast in sailboats and yachts, dropping anchor in the bay and boating over. People who lived on boats continually.
I vowed I would move to the tropics. The warmth, the sea, the chill attitude.
So that was when I was 16, and I’m now 40, and I still haven’t done it.
I’ve felt that pull in other places too. Tokyo was one, actually. I kept thinking “If I just went ahead and moved here, I would not regret it”.