Leaving Acapulco, Going Back To Montreal

However we have not had a conventional job for over six months. We left Montreal with two paychecks each, which ran out two months ago. We had already two months of accommodations paid for along with two one way tickets to Cancun. We stayed in the Yucatan for one month and knew it would not be suitable for us so we went to Acapulco, home of the anarchists. I have been here several times once with my boyfriend Marc over a decade ago. We love it here. It is the most suitable place for all types of travelers and tourists.

Steemit and bitcoin boosted things for us and enabled us to keep on until now. The nice spike before the new year was something we didn't expect and it turned a very little money into enough for us to pay rent and live quite nicely here. We are so grateful for being able to have stayed for this long here in paradise, and miss the entire freezing cold Montreal winter.

We're confident that this will just be a refueling adventure back to home base, before we are able to head out again. In the meantime we are going to try to work on our tans, so when we get off the plane in the cold Montreal spring without coats, people will understand that we've been down south.

I was feeling quite guilty after I took this photo. It occurred to me that perhaps I was disturbing this poor guy by taking the photo and making him nervous.

There were locals that were trying to put him back in the water. I'm not sure if they were trying to help him or if they were making sure the beach was crab free. I don't think anyone including myself should have stopped him from going where he was headed.

We are feeling pretty sad about leaving what was supposed to be our new home for a while but we will savor the moments before we have to go back to the colder weather.

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The beaches in Acapulco are one of a kind. They are something I dream about when I'm not there.

It's great to see children enjoying the sand and the water instead of television and gadgets. I love to see laughter during simple and innocent pleasures. We should never grow up.

This little guy about four years old walks with his mother, a vendor of trinkets that not very many people want. He has key chains with little beer bottles on them.

I really feel for the people that try so hard to make a living walking on the hot sand trying to make a sale. These days, they are not very successful. I see their desperation. There is a decline in tourism. I know just by seeing the difference between now and sixteen years ago when I use to come down quite a bit.

I really admire the spirit of some of those vendors that just want the connection with humans whether they sell something or not.

These last months here have gone by so fast. They have been rejuvenating and health-giving. I honestly don't know what I will do without the Acapulco sunset.