Old Guys on a Plane to Mexico (or How it All Got Started)
Updated July, 2017
Or how it all got started...
As I begin this blog about why I decided to learn some Spanish and live in Mexico as a single person (and why you should consider it too), I am actually sitting right next to the people who inspired this inaugural post. They are on board the same plane in flight to my new home in Mazatlán, a medium-sized city on the Pacific coast side of the country.
This time I am flying through Tucson. The flight has been incredibly easy. Blog tip #1: Avoid flying through Mexico City, an airport which almost gave me a stroke on my last trip.*
Beside me, in front and behind me are a party of older gentlemen, probably in their late 60’s and 70’s from Fort Worth, Texas who are going to El Salto to fish for black bass. They obviously enjoy one another’s company as they banter about fishing lures and shooting their 44’s. (If you don't have time to read Moby Dick, read this story about people are in love with bass fishing at Lake Salto).
My elderly seat companion jokes with the flight attendant. The expression on her face tells me they’ve known each other for years. He clearly is flying to his home away from home, so much so that he knows all the staff on the flight.
Being from southwest Oklahoma originally, within fifteen minutes their Texan accents feel like the first few minutes of a class reunion. Anyone from that part of the country will tell you that that is how long it takes before your accent sounds like you never left. I don’t even try to fight it anymore.
Between conversations with his posse, my seat mate is just friendly enough, the perfect travel companion. A snatch of conversation here and there with me, a request for a blanket or something I need from the overhead bin, a pen for my customs form and an offer to steal a drink for me from the beverage cart are only momentary distractions from the on-going dialogue with his home boys.
I like these guys. They are interested in one another. They are enthusiastic and laughing. I am sure there have been losses and personal tragedy. One is in a wheelchair. They are rolling with the punches.
Over the years, I have frequently picked up birthday cards for my girlfriends that feature witches cackling over a cauldron or crazy old ladies in convertibles laughing their heads off. I always wonder if those women really exist. Seeing these guys on the plane makes me think that they might, or could.
Believe it or not, I am going to Mexico with them on my mind, along with the legion of other singles, male and female and over 50 who are living in the United States or Canada and thinking "what next?"
I am not only going to move to Mexico, I plan to bring some of them along with me. I believe that together, in Mexico, we can find out what's next while we too roll with the punches.
Next up: Why should you visit Mexico coastal cities in the summer? Ventanas Mexico
"Why we live in Mexico" - Mexican News Daily
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