Jul-2014
Perhaps all I need is love and coconuts
I am not sure if I can describe the way I am feeling today, but I would like to give it a try.
I notice butterflies or maybe even quite a seagull in my stomach, a constant desire of wanting to taste the salty water and feeling the fresh sea-breeze blowing through my hair. The birds making a lot of noise seem to entertain me and the Spanish words “mi amor” with a strong R roll gently over my tongue while I approach my friends and feel the love in the air. The kisses and hugs of my amiguitos truly make my day and I feel a deep connection with the Oaxaqueños. This might sound like some kind of love letter, and you might think I am going crazy for a tropical ambiance, but really, I have been having this feeling for over 2 years now and it has not gone away. I love this place.
I am in Mexico. I am in my promised land, and to be more specific, I am in my dear Huatulco town. There where the local people seem to agree with my wishful lifestyle and understand my way of thinking. Where everyone is extremely friendly to me and where I feel people care for me deeply when they get to know you a little bit.
I just can’t feel anything different than happiness. Somehow the phrase “y serás feliz” just keeps on showing up in my thoughts, meaning that I am happy here; I am feliz.
Today, as I am watching my sister (who is visiting me for 3 weeks) taking her first surf lesson in Puerto Escondido, I realize that I miss Huatulco, when we have only left my little paradise this morning.
I know, I know, I am in the next and actually neighboring surfers paradise right now, but still I miss my beloved Huatulco.
I feel like a cheater. I am a 100% Dutch, but I feel more at home in Huatulco. Am I cheating on my city of birth? How is that possible? I have my friends and family in The Netherlands, but still I feel like visiting them should be the holiday time and not the other way around. Ai, Mexico, what have you done to me?
However, at the end of it all, perhaps all I need is a big coconut to make my day. Which of course I cannot find back in my little Dutch town.
For now I will enjoy this wonderful place and soon find my way back to it.
About Renate Rigters
Ever since I left my home country I felt at home at any other place I went to. I enjoy getting to know more cultures by talking to strangers and hearing their philosophy about life. Speaking with gestures when you can not find a shared language, finding places only the locals go to and learn about their customs and values. Hanging out with local people makes me happy. The experience of every new place is a step out of your comfort zone where I like to wander around until it feels like a second home.
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