Shared Illusions

This message is for our friends who knew we would be in Sayulita, Mexico, this week.   We are home and safe.

When we got to our hotel on Tuesday there was no receptionist and a young man who was leaving let us in and  helped us get settled

  On Saturday he came to our door with a federal police officer and told us that the “stuff was going to hit the fan” and we needed to leave.   He said there was room on the helicopter for two more people so he chose to give us the option.   With trepidation we went along.  I told him we needed to change our flights,  and he said it had been y taken care of.   I don’t know if we were on the last flight out, but smoke was starting to rise over Puerto Vallarta as we took off.

Oir “friend” said we were free to tell the story,  but no one would believe it.

So in the alternative, we hated our hotel,  the town was very noisy and expensive,  we were not enjoying ourselves,  so we left the day after getting there, to the concatenation of the TSA Agent at passport control who asked why we flew a thousand miles into Mexico to stay one day.   I amb glad we had not taken the opportunity to refill our emergency prescriptions whilee we were there.

Whichever version you prefer,  we are safe and did not encounter any of the violence that is currently in the news.