Close Encounters in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico
“Go to Mexico” they told me.
“It’ll be fun” they said.
“Mexico is easy-peasy” my sister said.
It would be the first time I had used my passport in the seventy-plus years I have been on this planet.
I’d be traveling alone.
I was a bit nervous about it.
Nevertheless, on a bright Thursday morning just under two weeks ago, I pulled up my big-girl panties and set off on the first stage of my solo adventure to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico.
Traveling anywhere from the hillbilly town I live in is usually many-staged, because it is a long drive to any of the larger international airports. This trip would be complicated by my having to find a place for my un-vaccinated dog to stay while I was gone. My daughter offered to take her, an eight-hour drive for me, which I broke up into two days. The first night would be at my lake house, three hours away.
We’d gotten too much snow for me to make it very far up the 250 foot driveway. It’s a good thing I had good Duckfeet boots to get myself, and a shitload of stuff, up to the house. I prevailed.
I woke up the next morning to this:
Even more snow! It was nothing a shovel couldn’t remedy though, so shovel I did. Then I headed back inside for a good old country breakfast and set off soon thereafter, having trudged through the snow a second time with all of the copious stuff I always have with me, for the second stage of my adventure, a five hour drive to Massachusetts.
When my dog and I arrived there, we were met by my daughter’s cat, who hates my dog. The cat becomes violent toward me whenever my dog is with me. Should any of you have this problem, try the homeopathic remedy Stramonium for the cat, which helped quite a bit! Two days of accustoming my precious dog to her digs for the next five days was the third stage of my adventure. All went well there. My baby girl (the human one) is a great cook, and cooks herself a very wholesome and pure diet! Good for any mom to know.
A tearful goodbye to my canine baby girl, and off Daughter and I went for the two hour drive to Boston’s Logan airport.
Things have changed since the last time I flew, probably a dozen years or more earlier:
I approached with my best slave self on
I shuffled submissively forward and did as I was told with all the others
Children were commanded to be quiet
Papers were clutched in hands
I assumed the surrender position while they irradiated me.
My belongings were searched on a belt beside me.
Finally, I awkwardly stopped to have my very visage scanned and analyzed
All to verify that I was not a person up to no good
Humiliating if you ask me, all of it. We have been conditioned to accept being treated like cattle walking to our slaughters. We will do it whenever a government official asks us to. We are told it is the safest and most effective way for us to get where we want to go. It is only because we submit to these indignities that we can be required to do so.
After ten hours of driving, and three hours of airport bullshit, I was finally in the air.
The flight was fine. Long, but fine. A barely-long-enough layover in Mexico city saw me on the final stage of the journey to my destination, and I landed right on time at PVR airport in sunny and warm Puerto Vallarta,
where I was met by the incomparable @Deirdyweirdy and her brother @RobbieRetard in the flesh! Deirdy and I both recognized the other at first glance, a good 100 feet away in a crowded airport. It may have helped that she had told me that she and her brother would be “the two nuttiest looking buggers at arrivals.” They do rather stand out, not because they look nutty, but because they are brilliant!
I now know, after five days of near constant engagement, that that initial moment was an instant recognition of kindred spirits. A spark from source, if you will. We spent the majority of my waking hours in Mexico together, excitedly yakking away.
There are not a whole lot of people who think in the same dimensions I do, but Deirdy and her bro certainly are two of them. As a plus, my own mother used to urge me to visit Ireland if I ever visited any place at all, and now I have good friends there, two great reasons to go. A trip to Tipperary is on me boocket list!
We were all there to attend a conference, Anarchapulco, and attend we did. Most of the people in my life would consider the presenters there to be whacked-out weirdos. I found the gathering very enlightening, both for the better and for the worse. I’m glad I went. But I also needed some time in the sun and waves and so I ditched the conference for a couple hours here and there to sun on the nearest shore while reading a hard copy book, my favorite vacation activity. I'd be leaving two days before D and R would.
After five days of fabulous conversations, enlightening presentations, time in the sun and surf, it was time for me to pack up and retrace my steps home. How I longed to stay for two more days, two more days to hear the inner workings of D and R's minds, and to open up with mine! I was blissfully unaware that shit was about to break loose in Mexico in my wake.
3000 miles from PVR to BOS, 100 miles in a car to my daughter’s to fetch my dog, 200 miles to central New York State to catch my breath and a final 120 miles to my home.
This morning I woke up to this view outside the upstairs window of my lake house.
More shoveling!
The final leg of my big adventure, my very first international trip, will be a three-hour drive to my hillbilly town. After I shovel the walk and clean the snow off my car, of course. I have no idea how much shoveling awaits me at the other end.
You may have heard that Puerto Vallarta was central to violence in Mexico a few days ago. I managed to leave two days before that BS started, the very same two days I longed to remain there. Deirdy and Bro were not as fortunate as I; the violence broke out the morning of the day that they were supposed to fly out. Their experience during the “lockdown of Mexico” was very different from what you may have read in the news. Despite being told that they were likely to be shot if they were out on the streets after eight pm, those two intrepid souls headed out of the hotel and away from all those quests cowering inside. They walked openly in two different neighborhoods well after 8pm, where they discovered the usual small businesses open, had their fills of local cuisine, and found streets teeming with the usual pedestrians. They saw no violence at all. This was in the very place the BS began, mind you, Puerto Vallarta!
Lesson to learn – only if we all comply are we in true danger. Question everything!!! (here’s my favorite subject again!
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All photos are mine.
Wow, talk about perfect timing! I'm glad you went, had fun, and got out in time. I wish I could see your pictures but they aren't displaying for some reason. My wife's cousin owns a condo in PV and they were under a lockdown the day everything erupted. They could hear machine gun fire and explosions from their building. Traveling by air is a huge ordeal now. Our airport (MSP) is surprisingly efficient but you can pretty much count on delays and problems and many of the other ones—JFK in NY is the worse I've encountered...always construction and it's a given that your flight will be delayed.
Thanks for the heads up about the photos! That's a first for me. I have no idea what to do about it though. hm. They show up fine for me.
I heard there was a nationwide lock down, but that lots of people ignored it. Supposedly two of the attendees at the conference were in a taxi that was shot at. No way to really know who or what was doing the violence. I know our own CIA is not above staging this type of event to fool the public into voting for this or that, and that there is evidence that the same is what happened there.
My goodness, I hated every minute of flying, and I flew first class. What a load of baloney. Maybe I'll take a boat to Ireland when I go. That sounds just as bad though.
I've been meaning to order your recent book of poetry. Could you give me that information again? I've been swamped!
You're welcome! They might be displaying on other front-ends like PeakD or Ecency but Hive is notorious for image-related glitches. Scary! You don't expect to be shot at when you go on vacation to a beach town. MSM was saying it was a Mexican Army operation but then, later, I heard our special forces had some involvement in it.
Flying is super stressful these days. I try to leave early in the morning if I can because it increases your odds of getting where you're going on time. I also avoid connections if I can, connecting flights are asking for trouble. Domestic air travel kind of feels like hopping on a Greyhound bus these days. : )
Sure! All my books can be found here - https://www.amazon.com/Poems-Edge-Apocalypse-Collection-Poetry/dp/B0F7LZ28JK/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&dib_tag=AUTHOR&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.FZkROWHc2TmNHRuhSJAqu8yQLAJjvkrrUVMUimyPbppqWN2UX9r6N-NWldPV29w73Qpb-E3DDNZ8ztIGDEhacSEaZTNmsMXDdemlRxPBL84.Fl8kYchNBff-082zkm28y-OFULJKfVyD21jEFphOJhk
I appreciate you buying a copy and would also appreciate a review if you could be so kind!
No nationwide lockdown has occured nor was it announced there would be one. As far I know everyone continued their day like nothing happened. As far as most locals say, it's just another day in Mexico with cartels doing cartel things against glorified cartels. Most people I've met are aware that governments are just another cartel body.
Nothing to fear but fear itself. Great to hear a report of the wholesomeness that thrives beneath the noise of media. Congrats on your first international trip.
And hopefully not my last, although with events like this coming so close, I'm not all that keen on braving it again soon.
What an incredible journey! Your courage and adventurous spirit are truly inspiring, especially embarking on your first solo international trip after seventy years. It's wonderful to hear you found kindred spirits and enriching experiences despite the unexpected challenges. Here's to many more adventures and questioning everything! I can totally relate to your experiences of airports, I do find being your best slave self is the way to get through the humiliation - at least you didn't have to remove your shoes. My husband is in a wheelchair and practically gets assaulted when we travel.
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Oh that's horrible! So much for the ADA legislation. Everything gets thrown out the window as long as it's for our safety. I am so disheartened that we so readily do it. I did not feel any safer either, i'm much more afraid of the obviously encroaching tyranny. I'd steeled myself up for refusing as much of it as we are allowed, but when the time came, I was also afraid of missing my flights because I might get held up by quasi law enforcement. It absurd. Next time I fly, I'll have to make sure I don't care if I miss a flight or connection. That might be the way to do it, don't plan on being on time anywhere. Thinking out loud here, thanks for listening.
Thank you for your lovely comment!
Here's a question for a fellow poet: did you read the italicized bold bit at a poem? I think it's a poem.
Absolutely it's a poem, I started to read your piece as a poem, but then it's prose mode took over. I'm glad you asked the question because it enabled me to take a closer look. I loved how your use of specific details, such as "papers were clutched" and "belongings were searched," grounded the scene in such a tangible reality, heightening the emotional impact. Excellent work that I believe a lot of us can relate to in our current dystopia.
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Thank you!
You are an amazing woman. I blush to think of how I would not have endured so much that you handled easily. I've always been an admirer, but boy you went up a few notches with this adventure.
I do not envy one moment of this journey...except the time with @deirdyweirdy and her most interesting sibling. Fantastic.
We both spoke highly of you! So you were there. I haven't "clicked" with new people like that that I can remember. Like new love, it is new love really.
I was proud of myself! Thanks for understanding just how far out of my comfort zone I had to go in order to pull this off.
I don't have that courage. I have great courage when I need it. If something needs to be done, no matter how dangerous or hard, I rise to the occasion. But for recreation. No! You remind me of my daughter. She will do anything. Brave, adventurous, determined.
Wonderful to know two such strong women.
Thank you for taking me on your trip when you met @deirdyweirdy. One of my favorite people.
Greetings @owasco ,
What a beautifully written true tale.....you have us anxious for you...happy for you...elated with you....etc.
All packed in an International flight and destination story....hope your lovely dog...is happy as well.
Kind Regards, Bleujay
why thank you @bleujay ! All is well with me and my dog. I am very fortunate.
That is VERY cool that you two got to hang out! Amazing. I can definitely see a collision of spirits there, in a good way!
I find it astounding how much surveillance has ramped up in just - what, forty years? It feels like the '80's and early '90s was the end of it. I mean, I'd like to rob a bank and move somewhere isolated, tropical, and with waves, but I'd never get away with it these days.
I'm glad I'm in the second half of my life, to be fair. I'm sure I'll get progressively more cantankerous about that kind of bollocks the older I get.
I didn't realise you had a daughter.
I have two daughters, one of whom is visiting me right now, having flown in from Nashville, until Sunday. The other lives in Massachusetts and works as a frame to finish carpenter. They are both wonderful human beings.
I think the biggest changes to airport security happened after 9/11. It was probably the CIA that brought those buildings down, but we little people readily agreed to be searched through and through.
You're living where there are nice waves, at least. I'd call that a win!
Yeah the news is exaggerating everything. Which is why I never watch it. I've seen plenty of videos from the locals themselves walking about near it all and there is no violence going on today.
Another thing to be clear on is that cartels don't do these sort of things simply because someone was allegedly killed. I say allegedly because there is no proof it ever happened. And even if it did why attack tourist areas? If the cartels had seized an airport the military would have responded immediately and gained back control. But that didn't happen which raises suspicion for me that this was just another false flag along with the fact that, like all false flags, every news outlet simultaneously was covering the story.
I don't want to make claims but we know how these patterns show up time and time again. I'm not sure who has been injured or if there was even any civilians injured apart from the thugs on either side, but all the main media outlets sure did jump on the story quicker than the worm that got eaten by the early bird. That's just my two cents though.
Talk about patterns, this story was similar to all the others (school shootings, war, elections, unrest etc) in that all the news sources had the same information that has not changed one bit since five minutes after the event began, as if the story had already been decided on and written according to template. Every single news outlet gets an internal press release and runs with it. We all know this insta-story can not possibly be the truth in any unfolding event. The news is the breakfast of losers. haha I like that I gotta write a poem with that last sentence.
For this event, as for others, the US etc supports the leader of the country it is trying to destabilize, and no doubt had her installed for this very purpose. She seems to be in on the con, a patsy, a twist I can't remember happening before, but since they operate on templates, I'm sure it's been done. Sheinbam is an idiot if she doesn't see she is the next Qaddafi. Although perhaps they would not do that to an eskimo (if you follow anarchapolians at all) like Sheinbaum.
Thank you for joining the conversation.
I love your two cents!
Sheinbaum is a puppet like all other politicians across the globe. I think they are all foul in nature. Ain't anything good that will ever come out of anyone that wants to be seated on mini thrones to rule and right rules or enforce their policies unto the masses. And even still, there was many candidates that "died suddenly" or was murdered. They eliminated competition and the Jewish and Zionists in this
countryplantation field, being less than 1% of the population, had majority influence in establishing her seat in presidency.Personally I don't care who seats themselves on their false throne. I follow God beat I can. I don't believe in religion, they're just mind control projects in my view just like the religion of statism.
I do follow a few anarchopolians, I would have loved to attend an anarcopolco event one day but I don't make enough to be able to leave my home and pets alone in good care. When they die of old age hopefully I will attend and maybe give a speech. But mostly just to observe, gather video and speak with whoever is willing to give their own two cents as well.
Lastly I really appreciate you reading my article and comments and for responding. Thank you and enjoy your day.
Much love and peace for you and your family.
Damn! Your first international trip to a beautiful vacation destination pregnant with violent revolution, and you left just as the water broke. How frustrating you missed all the excitement and have only tourist tales to regale your young'uns with by the fireside of an evening. Still, you could lie and entertain them with tales of dashing terrorists and derring do.
I'm glad you're home, safe and sound.
Thanks!
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The last time I flew I remember something twisting inside as I watched my sons being gingerly tapped by a wand with some kind of cloth patch clamped to the end, looking to detect explosives residues, I surmised. An urgent rage surged in me and I could feel my mind retreating before it as I began to visualize attacking and slaughtering the indolent, insolent TSA lackeys, and then it was over and we proceeded to the gate.
I have never flown again.
I used to love flying. I loved the momentary zero G as little puddle jumpers bobbed in the turbulent currents above Southeast Alaska, and the first time I flew in a 727 at eight I almost passed out from sheer joy as we accelerated to liftoff, going faster than I had ever gone before, thrilling at the view of the speed we were making out the window.
I will never fly again, unless I'm driving and no morons in monkey suits are tempting me to rip them limb from limb by molesting my children with bomb sniffing wands.
I actually felt that way after the first shock. The people at the conference were all really fine humans, and they rose to the occasion beautifully, trying to find ways to help. They may have catastrophised a bit though, after all, we/they are all awaiting the freaking obvious apocalypse and think this was part of the end game by the US, CIA, Mossad, who are in turn controlled by shadowy Illuminati-grade bad guys. A very plausible scenario if you ask me, and that's why I was there: I want to know how to prepare for, survive, and profit from the apocalypse. That's the main thrust of anarchapulco.
So those people were doing invocations, beach meditations etc, to try to quell the violence and turn the world one degree closer to sanity. They may have done so judging by how quickly things went back to normal. Other countries have failed at that miserably. Syria comes to mind here, and that country held on for a few decades before it fell to the very same forces at work in Mexico today. Venezuela held on well for many years too. In both those cases, as in others, they portrayed the leader as a citizen-murdering despots, when to my mind they had been standing and fighting admirably.
I am proud of the Mexicans. They showed that non-comliance is the key. Peaceful non-compliance won this battle as it seems to me.
They succeeded, it appears.
I deeply admire people that are devoted to family, honest, hard work, and fair dealing in business, I have exclusively met and worked with here, and in Mexico, too. I wish all Americans, and people around the world, measured up to that standard. We wouldn't be in the hazardous position we are in, poised on the precipice of war and afflicted with madmen intent on profiting from it.
The stars aligned just right for this adventure. It could have been different. When a vacation is about to turn into a Hollywood blockbuster, it's time to go home. 😄
Thanks for the glowing reference...thoroughly deserved:) Delighted that a trip to Tipp is on the cards. I still have so many questions, that only you can answer.
hahaha. I am tickled pink that you think so highly of me. It's mutual!
You are a brave soul! I will turn 70 later this year, and have absolutely no desire to fly anywhere again. Not only is the TSA a pain, but I hear so many horror stories of lost luggage, prolonged layovers, missed connections,etc. That's so cool that you were able to connect with other Hive folks! I think the one destination that might be worth the hassle of air travel would be Ireland. Go for it!
You're talking me out of ever doing it again! I realize I was lucky in that the flights were not unusually troublesome. My daughters fly much more, and when it goes wrong, it's hell on earth with no notice at all. The best part was connecting with deirdyweirdy.
I am envious of that! I'd love to meet so many of my fellow Hivers, but it's not likely to happen.
Wow! That was a trip!
Thank you so much. I suggest Ireland too (and a late summer drive to the airport next time:)) . Rose and I slept in a tree in Cork. I loved everything about Ireland, and very interesting to read about your friend’s approach to cartel-in-action.
Tree House view in Cork.
I really enjoyed reading this, @owasco! How wonderful that you got to hang out with @deirdyweirdy. Aren't tropical vacations the best? Especially for those of us who have to shovel snow all winter!
It was dreamy @jayna. I can't believe I actually went, and cannot wait to go again. Weird. I did not expect to like it quite so much. Deirdy is fabulous, we gabbed away all day long.