Five Years a Writer

The colourful birds were wonderful.   Once upon a time late in the last century, two women traveled to Mexico. They booked a beachfront apartment, rented a VW Bug, and set off for adventure. In those pre-internet days with rudimentary email communication, it was tricky, but doable, the assumption being that two and two would, indeed, make four. All would work out. And it did. We enjoyed a wonderful late-winter holiday on the Mayan Riviera. The weather was good. The apartment perfect. The car exactly as expected. Even the language barrier didn’t pose a significant problem, thanks to a small phrase book and my willingness to just give it a go. Our apartment was at the very top Back then, 24 years ago, ‘giving it a go’ got us far: From the Cancun airport, along a small track to the apartment and then off to find a place for dinner — all in the dark. It was exciting not daunting. We had adventures every day: in the supermarket buying food, at local cafes figuring our way around a menu, an