No…not the commie that should’ve spent his youth throwing fast-balls for the Yankees instead of becoming a fascist dictator;
I mean our own pig…Shmoo.
Ruth travelled down last night to Corozal where Mark’s parents (a super nice couple of people) met her with a cab driver they know and by 1pm she and Shmoo were here. (Special thanks to Coby for relaying the message) Ruth had very little problems or delays at customs going into Belize and back across here to Mexico with Shmoo. She also gained herself a fresh 180 days on her passport in doing so. She does advise that anyone riding the buses here at night should take a jacket as the on-board air conditioner can get very cold, even by our standards.
I found it very cool last night that my vocabulary was good enough for me to approach the ticket counter at the bus station and say, “Hello I want to buy a bus ticket to Chetumal for the 1:50 bus.” My grammar was probably skewed but it worked.
There is a little white dog next door that was very fascinated with Shmoo and wanted to say hello, perhaps make friends…but got ignored by Shmoo since there were sooo many new scents and probably some thoughts in her head of, “Ah geez…now where the hell am I…?” (The worlds most travelled blind albino St Bernard, haha)
Anyways, Shmoo was happy to be reunited with us, as of course we are with her, and she also got a new treat called Chicharron, which is basically a huge plank (somewhat eerily shaped like the side of a pig) of what is basically pork rind. Amazingly it was only 3.6 pesos for a BIG piece. I tried a bite and all I have to say on that is if you ever have a real craving for bacon flavoured styrofoam, then this is the treat for you!
So all in all it was an eventful yet quiet day here in Playa, and we are glad as well as grateful to have our slobbery loveable pig home. If only Aeriel were here too, then it would be like Christmas in October.
Next week it will be time to get Shmoo fitted for a big floppy sombrero that she can wear to keep the sun off her during her adventures here.




I bet Shmoo was happy to be reunited with both of you.
By: tacogirl on October 4, 2009
at 10:11 am