After another fun time dialoguing with my temporary neighbor, obviously over pancakes, I headed out and thankfully there were no opposing traffic vehicles on the rather narrow road which winds its way along the mountain.

Yeah funny the number of similarities. For instance, we are both en route to a long anticipated reunion with a friend for which we were a best man, both there to bike, etc. I felt like he is a peer, someone who doing the same things in their own style.

Anyway now I’m hanging out in a nearby park as I’m a bit early, mindful of the signs that pets and kids left in a car are at great risk so I moved to a full shade spot to reduce any chances as much as possible.

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Yes I made it up the long driveway and folks time to reset your clocks because it is nice to experience the ease and comfort of being with Mr T, a person with the grace that comes from being ok with most anything. This is such self confidence, such a strength.

We chatted for some time on the patio and continued on with Mme S over some scrumptious tacos, ceviche and endless horchata, explaining and describing what has been happening over the last couple decades. Surely since ’98. Plenty to explore; for instance they’d lived on the east coast and had never heard of Crestonia. To recap, things are good, which is muito bom. There’s talk, unsurprisingly frankly, of a visit perhaps. I explained July = lots of mosquitoes surely with this wonderfully wet winter. Perhaps August then.