Life's Whirlwind Adventures

On Saturday, my last day in Mexico, I was struck down by an illness.  I was so sick, I hardly slept at all Friday night, I kept waking up feeling ill then I tossed and turned. I had the chills and it was not a good morning.              I don’t know what it is about me, but I got up, ate breakfast, and went down to the restaurant because I was going to go out to do my work.  I was not going to let the team down, and I was needed out to do some audits and that’s what I was going to do. The people I had travelled with took one look at me and banished me back to my room, where I prayed to the Mexican Toilet Gods.  They answered my prayer and made me feel better.  But I did lay in bed that whole day, and slept off and on, because I was leaving on Sunday to go home.  I ate a bowl of chicken broth soup that was all, and I love food, so this was not a good day. good morning volcano ...

I was able to go to Mexico for a work project in the beginning of April.  It was a fantastic experience.  We were doing a project with Stimulo down there and it was funded through CIDA.  Stimulo is an organization much like Parkland CLASS who works to provide and increase the quality of life for people with disabilities.  I can’t even begin to tell you how humbling this experience was.             The first thing I had to get over upon arriving in Mexico was the culture shock.  I don’t even know how to explain in, saying it was interesting or breath taking just doesn’t even seem to do it justice.  So the first culture shock to get past is the driving.  There don’t seem to be a lot of road rules in Mexico, seatbelts seem optional (only the driver has to wear one), helmets were not present, you cross the street at your own will and as you dare, and I don’t think that many...