We are homeless and unemployed…we have no children or responsibilities…we are middle-aged and looking toward changing our “where” of life, not our way of life, for our golden years.
We first fell in love witih Mexico about ten years ago. We had been to Loreto, in the Baja, on a dive trip a few years before, and it gave Calvin the idea to “sell everything, buy a bus and move to Mexico”. That was a complete shock to me – we both had good jobs, a nice home in Kamloops and plenty of friends and fun. Why give that up? But he insisted that we were in a rut (maybe a comfortable one, but a rut nonetheless) so we needed to get out of that lifestyle and experience something new. We bought a converted Greyhound, spent about a year renovating it, he closed his business and I took a year LOA from the hospital, we rented out our house and off we went. We travelled along the coasts (east coast to Villahermosa, then across to Chetumal in Quintana Roo; back through the isthmus of Tehuantepec and up the west coast) for the first six months then nipped up to Arizona, where Calvin’s parents winter so we could re-enter with another six month tourist visa. The last part of the trip was spent on the Baja, most of it on the beach dry camping outside of San Jose del Cabo. We met great people along the way, even adopted a family in Bacalar, Quintana Roo (I practiced my Spanish with their five-year-old). We vowed to return within 5 years.
That was May 97-May 98; in 2000 we went again for four months, adding a jaunt into Guatemala and Belize to do a medical/surgical mission and deliver medical supplies. This time our route took us through central Mexico, all the colonial cities, and again to see our family in Quintana Roo. We have also flown to Mexico several times through the years, making side trips to Merida and Belize.
Now that we have driven through 29 of the 32 Mexican states, we have a good idea of places we’d like to spend some more time in, perhaps settle down in. We know we DON’T like touristy areas – the kind the snowbirds flock to. We have a list, and a route mapped, and hope to get to most of them by Christmas, on our way spend the holidays with our family in Bacalar.
We packed all we could fit into our bus-house, loaded in our travel-cat, said goodbye to family and friends and set off…