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New Zealand sits high on our constantly evolving list of places that we dream of house sitting someday. One day I was trying to articulate to someone why I want to go there and Jason piped in ‘it’s the wine.’ Guilty as charged. I’m sure it’s a lovely country and there is a lot to see and do there but here’s the thing – I love vino. I particularly love wine from New Zealand. Some people come to Mexico for the tequila, others go to Ireland or Germany for the beer. I want to go to New Zealand for the…

If “When in Rome, do as the Romans do” is good advice, then I say “When in Appalachia, drink the moonshine” is also sound advice. So, the other day on the way to the grocery store when we saw a sign that said “Moonshine Tasting” next to a rutted dirt road we, of course, made the turn. As known connoisseurs of taking the road less traveled (both literally and figuratively), we’ve elevated getting sidetracked on the way to the store to an artform, but neither of us had ever been to a moonshine tasting before. We didn’t really know what…

Ahem, ahem. Check 1…2, check 1…2. Is this thing on? Hello? Can anyone hear me? It’s us, Jason and Deidre breaking our radio silence. It’s been a while since we’ve written anything and the last time we checked in with you, we were wading in poop water, tearing our hair out and considering running for the hills. Not a great cliffhanger to leave you on so I don’t blame you if you thought we quit traveling (and the blog) and that I’ve been spending my time ironing my Dockers and interviewing for office jobs. While I do forgive you thinking…

Group-at-Table-Leaky-Palapa

Many moons ago when we lived in Playa del Carmen I broke the news to a friend that I was moving to Xcalak to house sit. Her reaction was interesting. She scrunched her face up and said,”Why would you want to do that?” and then a minute later her face lit up and she yelled “You’ll get to eat at the Leaky Palapa!” I, of course, had no idea what she was talking about. She explained that she was not a fan of Xcalak or remote small towns of any kind, but that a couple of (possibly insane) Canadians had opened…

It’s Oktoberfest again! I know we’re a little late to the party but finding German beer in Xcalak is just not an option. Luckily we had a friend coming down from the States and the guys at Club de la Cerveza heard that we were in need and graciously sent us down some German beer with him. Their delicious beer saved the day for us and started us off on the right foot for the weekend. Here’s hoping your weekend is filled with good friends and the libations of your choice. Salud!

I fear that we may have done the grocery stores of Xcalak a major disservice on this blog in recent months. In past posts we have detailed getting food from the food truck, driving to Mahahual for small items and stocking up in Cheutmal but until now we’ve never addressed the grocery stores of Xcalak. We haven’t addressed them because other than an occasional stop for a snack and a drink on the way someplace else we’ve never really shopped in them. It takes at least 30 minutes to get to Xcalak from our house so rather than shop there…

Grocery Shopping in Xcalak

Living in a remote part of Mexico means that we’ve had to adjust to things taking longer to do, longer to get to and overall being quite a bit less convenient. Like grocery shopping. The days of a quick stop at the store to pick up bread or milk or beer? Hah! Where we live now, spontaneously deciding what’s for dinner is not an option. We have to do planning and preparation if we want to eat. And we do. So how do we go grocery shopping in Xcalak? Leading out of town is a one lane dirt road known as the beach…

        On a recent trip back to Playa del Carmen we stopped in our favorite beer bar, Club de la Cerveza, for a few minutes (purely for business reasons of course). The owner caught us on the way out and was nice enough to send Deidre and I home to Xcalak with some of our favorite Mexican craft brews. You know, sometimes you’ve just got to have the right drink, in the right place, at the right time. Well, we’ve got the beer, we’ve got access to this beautiful pier and it’s a holiday weekend in the…

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