A day indoors

The weather is nasty, and I haven't been out beyond the small compost pail that Bert left on the stoop.  It's grey, cool and raining.  I was wakened from a deep sleep by the alarm at 6 so that I could Skype with Jay.  I went back to bed to try to sleep but failed.  No amount of cold water thrown at my face could wash away the dullness in my brain, so I've been sitting around all day reading and staring at the computer.  I'm finishing a book, Destination Chungking, that I picked up at my parents last time I was there.  My mom always liked reading books by Han Suyin.  It took me a while to get into it, but now I'm enjoying her very correct, detailed account of her family, her love and her life in the chaotic period in China's history between the fall of the Manchu Dynasty in 1911 and the Japanese invasion of China before WW2.  Now I realize that China will be celebrating the centennial of the former event next year.  Perhaps I'll visit Jay in Korea and go to China.  There's nothing like a day of doing nothing to get the mind wandering.

I looked at hotels in Puerto Vallarta and ruins and snorkling locations on the Mayan Riviera.  As I couldn't find a travelling partner to PV and I couldn't not use the credits I had with Sunwing, I am going to take an all inclusive trip to the Yucatan from Dec.1 to 8.  Originally, I didn't want to do one of those alone, but if Cordula can, so can I.  Now I'm looking forward to it.  The fact that the lobby of a hotel on the Mayan Riviera was blown up yesterday does give me pause, but it was a gas explosion not a drug world assassination, so I don't think it will become a regular event.  I'm going to fly to Puerto Vallarta on Jan.3 and stay until Feb. 14 and then meet the Pollocks and Mela and Don in Hawaii in March, so this is going to be a warm winter, for the most part.  For the moment, I'm very happy to be peacefully settled at Bert and Peg's and looking forward to Christmas in Victoria.

Hasta el proximo