My Day

The day started out looking very promising….we had a tee off booked for 9:15 and there wasn’t another soul on the course. Perfect, because now we could take our time and bring in an awesome score.

Somewhere along the way, the round turned out to be the worst we have played all year. It was quick though, we were finished in a little over an hour. Record time and almost a record high score.

We were Foster sitting while Sonny and Cindy were on an excursion south and because of the heat we wanted to hurry back to the dog. But, just for the heck of it we decided to stop at the OXXO to get cash. Now our day really went down hill.

I could hear the money being counted in the machine….just a few more seconds! No, the power went out! No money and most importantly, no card.

We couldn’t leave as we didn’t know what would happen when the power came back on - would the money come out?  Would we get our card back?  Would someone else get our money?

So we waited…two hours seem like a long time when you are sitting in a 7-11 type convenience store.  Lawn chairs help.

We had to keep running back to Foster, concerned that he would be too hot without the AC. On one of my trips back, I decided to take him over to some friends who have an apartment rented nearby. It didn’t take us long to get run out of there!

A Golden Retriever type dog attacked Foster and the only thing that saved that poor dog was my foot [and Foster’s fighting technique].  We were backed into a corner and the attack didn’t stop until the owner came out and started controlling his dog.

We turned around and almost ran to the gate when another dog started after us. We were pretty quick! I only had time to get one kick in before slamming the gate. This dog appeared to be meaner than the first.

Foster refuses to walk in that direction since the incident. I would image the owner thought the whole thing was innocent enough, but he should have been in our shoes and paws!  No apology, nothing!

The power came back on, but we didn’t get any cash nor did our card come out. We had a friend phone the bank and they told us that when the power goes out the card gets “eaten” by the machine.

All is not lost…I had two cards! We can survive another day in Mexico.

The rest of “my day” was spent on the beach with a cerveza in hand!  What else could one do?