Autumn is here. The leaves are changing and falling. The days are cooler and shorter. The nights are chilly and the air smells rich and earthy. Although I already miss summer I still walk as often as the weather will allow and turn my face toward the sun when it's available. Somehow, coffee tastes better and I am eating more soups and stews. And sleep, yes, sleep is deeper and more rewarding. But how I long for a walk on a tropical beach and trekking through ancient ruins. How I long for discovering new places, meeting new people and tasting new foods. My pallet cries out for fresh mango, papaya and avocado with a little shrimp and lime on the side. I am not excited about the even shorter days to come and the freezing temperatures. Last winter we had more snow than we have had in 40 years and I'm just not looking forward to more snow and ice. I need the tropics. I need sun. I need to be out and about. Zihuatanejo, and points south, call out to me.
