Boy am I dark and I’m starting to look a lot like an iguana…Just got back from San Pancho, Mexico and boy OH boy the humidity swooped in on the last couple of days I was there and it’s kinda like breathing through a straw. The best thing during these times is a high-powered air conditioner and a pool. Let me tell you about the plane ride this trip.  It seems as though no one can find a baby sitter anymore…the plane rides lately have half the plane filled with babies and toddlers maybe cause they ride for free, but man it’s hard to get in a plane and know that for the next 3 to 4 hours it’s going to be a cry and scream fest…not to mention the toddlers kicking the back of your seat for the entire time. The parents let it go as long as the kid is quiet….it gives them some relief……it kind  of feels like a massage chair and all is fine until you try to sleep. Jane asked the folks behind us to try to get the kid not to kick her chair, but we think the parents were deaf, because the kid continued to kick the chair and scream the whole trip and all they did was smile.  Maybe they weren’t their kids….maybe they were taking them down to Mexico to sell them and they were thinking about the big payday. Oh well….next time you fly bring the kids from the whole neighborhood….just call me and tell me where you’re going.  I told you we built some Bungalow’s down in San Francisco Mexico last year and have been  having a blast getting it ready for our friends and family and renters, well during this last trip something happened while I was there getting it ready for the next season of renters.  I drove up to hang out in the pool for a while and noticed a small Toyota pickup parked directly across the street from my front door.  About 10 feet away and the truck had a camper on the back of it and there were 4 or 5 guys standing around it talking. Now this was no ordinary camper…noooooooooo this was a camper with some parts missing to cover the electrical box and it was old and it was dirty and banged up and it looked horrible and they were talking about taking it off the truck and putting it up on palm tree trunks and bricks and sticks and…..OH my God what was happening right in front of my little casa. I asked them if they were going to put it right there and they spoke back to me in Spanish and ignored me.  I went in my house and was freaking out….then I started to get real mad and then I went back out the front door and they were speaking English and I was blown away and there was a friend of mine (I thought)  there helping them get it off the truck and he had some smart remark….like hey… we’re going to get 4 or 5 of these and make a little camp ground out here….Real funny I thought, but I did laugh…only to think of how he would feel if this beautiful camper were in front of his new home. Boy did I have a couple of days of being real angry and thinking of how I could get them back for doing this to me….and then all of a sudden I remembered I was in Mexico not the U.S. and I started to chill….And then after a few days I thought what the heck….who cares…..I came here to relax and I was bringing all my stress to my place of calm.  So after a few days I chilled and it no longer mattered.  This was a good thing for me to go through, because things are different in San Pancho, Mexico and I go there to wind down not up. So when I go back if there are 4 or 5 campers I will buy one and start the first KOA in Mexico which would be KOM….maybe I’m on to something.