No, I'm not in one of the parques dancing to a salsa beat. After two days with no internet and no clue as to why I could not get access, I stumbled out of bed, made coffee and sat with my laptop thinking that just maybe I could find something to do that did not require the internets. Wait, I just heard a sound from my computer that had otherwise been soundless since arriving. I'm guessing that the call Ruben made to Telmex did the trick. Or maybe the umpteenth power off, unplug, and reset finally worked. Who knows, but it's back up. Alan texted that he was 'worried LOL' that I couldn't use my laptop. I'll tell you this. Since starting this blog and following several other Mérida sites, being online does occupy a good portion of my time. Good clean, healthy, productive time. Right? No Facebook, Twitter or MySpace. Enough world news to keep me reasonably informed. US politics? Forget it! Could it be that blogging and following blogs is a different form of social networking, one in which we get to know people on a level much deeper than a Facebook page with dozens of followers allows? I'm becoming friends with a few Mérida bloggers and I've met only one of those face to face. They are a diverse group of people and it is really a pleasure getting to know them.
So, what to say about this visit? How about HUMID. The air is so laden with moisture that walking a couple of blocks can be tiring. Last night I walked down to Gran plaza for my favorite piña sorbete (pineapple sorbet). There was a concert going on and there were throngs of people, all completely dry while I stood in line, shirt soaking wet, sweat pouring down my face, wondering if I would live long enough to acclimate to this degree of humidity.