In a few days, I have to take off for San Diego...Another 5200 round trip added to my travels.

I'll be there 10 days and in the meantime the lady who cleans my house is going to watch my Lil Old Dog Lola and it's almost like I'm leaving my child.

I'm kinda worried she'll get sad.

I have her duckie, fishy and food prepped along with her blanket etc.

But she and I actually are joined at the hip here in Merida.

A few weeks ago, I went to an Italian Place and had some drinks with her inside and it was awesome...She just laid there and chlled while I had a few Mojitos and chatted with this gorgeous Italian waitress.

I like being that Old Guy with the little dog getting drunk at 1pm on a Thursday while playiing terrible chess or dominoes against an even older old man who talks the talk, but does not walk the walk.

My sister and brother in law stayed 10 days and now they don't want to go back to their lives up in Cali.

I literally feel like some retired writer who lives in the 1930's in Cuba...I need to buy some Ricky Ricardo Chinos, Guayaberas and Two Tone Oxford stat!