It’s Blog Post #15, the post vacation edition. My wife and I had a great trip to Mexico last week. No Peña Nieto talk, just food, beer, and shopping. We enjoyed the beach, the markets, and the sight-seeing. Although we drank too much beer, I found time to get my leg workout in. I also found a decrepit rooftop gym to complete an upper body strength session. When life gives you lemons, they say you should make lemonade. When life gives you limes, you open a Corona or five. The real lemon is Corona (sorry, Corona fans) so the lemon and limes went together well. We did find some delicious Mexican craft beer from Colimita Brewing (Colima, Guadalajara) at 5 times the price of Corona and Pacifico. It was worth it. We spent only six days in Mexico but it was the right amount of time for us. When you love where you live and the life you’ve created, it’s easy to return home from vacation.

Mexico

We stayed in a cheap seaside town called Rincon De Guayabitos (Rincon: The Guy Who Beat Us). It’s named for Rincon who raced to the best bay in the area. The next town over is Raul y Hugo De Guaysacamisegundo (Raul and Hugo: The Guys Who Came Second). We took a day trip to Sayulita (named for the woman who found a better, more-surfable beach than Rincon, Raul, or Hugo). Sayulita is a tourist town with construction everywhere. The latest urban development is called Gringo Hill (not a joke). Our restaurant server at Wanda’s proudly stated, “Everything is %80 more expensive here than in Guayabitos!” On this cloudy day in Sayulita My wife and I ordered the delicious Colima Pale Ale (Panamo) while my mother-in law ordered “Sol”. The server was awesome and said, “we don’t have that….as you can see. I don’t have the power to get that for you.” May need to explain that Sol is a Mexican beer and also the word for sun in Spanish.

Sayulita

It was a busy eventful day in Sayulita. There was construction on the main road entering the town causing traffic chaos. There was a large political rally for what we believe was a mayoral candidate. There was also a huge funeral procession where hundreds of people were following an SUV with a coffin throughout the town. The only thing missing was sunshine, although it was plenty warm.

Sitting at a roadside bar (The Sayulita Public House), we observed two ‘gringo’ women trying to parallel park their golf cart. They had the room to park a semi but somehow managed to look like Austin Powers doing his three point turn. As the women drove away laughing at their failed attempt to park, we thanked them for the entertainment. A short while later, they returned. One of the women, looking at the huge group of people gathered at the church, asked us, “Is that a wedding or a funeral?” My wife responded, “It’s a funeral.” I added, “It was tragic. The person tried to parallel park a golf cart and didn’t make it.” And we laughed …and laughed.

Moderation

I was recently asked how I could work out and promote health while writing about beer and drinking. It’s because I believe health is about moderation. Beer and wine have been around forever. Millions of people enjoy it. While not my thing, liqueurs and spirits have been enjoyed by generations of people. This is true of chocolate, ice cream, butter, and baked goods. Some of the longest lived people enjoy wine on a daily basis. The point is life should be healthy while also enjoyed. There’s a balance that I believe in and have built my life around. I think about what my tombstone would say (although I don’t want a tombstone). Cremate me.

Roy Mundheim: He deprived himself of everything he enjoyed so he could be his healthiest.

Or

Roy Mundheim: He overindulged on everything he enjoyed and let his health go.

Or

Roy Mundheim: Enjoyed life

 

It’s the ending jokes. I told my wife recently that I wrote a joke.

She asked, “Is it bad?”

I replied, “I don’t write bad jokes!”

And we laughed….and laughed.

So with that, I make fun of my wife (Don’t worry, she says she’s not offended. People from Sweden however….). Enjoy.

 

Wife (who is part Swedish): “It’s cold outside.”

Me (Norwegian): “I’m just going to wear my sweater.”

Wife: “You should wear a coat. I’m wearing a coat.”

Me: “That’s you. You come from people who stay in their warm houses while Nazis walk uncontested through their land. I come from people who resisted tyranny, were bombed by the Germans, and fought the fight keeping hard water from getting into the hands of evil!”

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 Wife: “I saw two eagles walking to work yesterday.”

Me: “How do you know they weren’t going to the movies or something?”

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 In Mexico last week….

I was sitting by the pool at the hotel getting eaten alive by bugs. I got out of my chair.

My wife asked, “Are you going upstairs to get Off?”