A new column by Erik Sosa
For the past couple of weeks, I have exhausted myself thinking about the direction of this article because so much has happened in the last couple of months that having time to think clearly is a luxury. I have been living in the Riviera Maya since March 15th, and this morning, I couldn’t get Guns & Roses’ “Welcome to the Jungle” out of my head. Although it may not be exactly where I thought this piece would go, it definitely felt like a good lead into whatever I end up conveying about my continued experiences here in Mexico. So, please excuse the randomness that is me.
“Welcome to the jungle, we’ve got fun and games. We got everything you want honey, we know the names. We are the people that can find whatever you may need. If you got the money, honey, we got your disease.” Fun in the water and sun. Check. Eco-friendly outdoor activities. Double-check. And by disease, I’m pretty sure it’s sex, drugs and rock and roll. Corona Virus, not included. But to be honest, that point of view of life is for the traveler who has come to the Mayan peninsula to get away and escape the stresses of daily life. Living here, in what many consider to be paradise, is an entirely different story. Having the ability to move here and experience both worlds is what enriches my life and that of my family every day. My new normal is still acclimating to a less complicated pace of life here. To put it bluntly, Mary, if you want to live at a slower pace, you have to deal with its people and idiosyncrasies. Yes, change is difficult, but not as tricky as transporting your home across waters.
I know I digress, but I think we can all agree that moving sucks ass! Now, moving internationally during a pandemic, well, let’s just say it takes a certain breed of person to do it with skill and grace. Karens need not apply. When I was younger, I remember schlepping my belongings from place to place more of an inconvenience than the involved process it is today. If picking up your life and changing your daily routines isn’t hard enough, try, in conjunction, transitioning hormonal teenagers and an ex to a new environment with different people and customs. Yes, moving is indeed more stressful
than divorce. Truth be told, I want to thank my ex-partner and my wonderful next-door neighbor for managing that whole side of my life. I was initially scheduled to come back home in July to pack a few essential items, possibly see the boys graduate from 8th grade, and bid farewell to loved ones.
Unfortunately, due to the riots and fear of having an unstable President possibly closing borders again, we put a kibosh on that stint. Here we are still trying to make a new life for ourselves. Until now, the boys have now been accepted to an international school in the Yucatán, and I feel so blessed that they are cooperating and being optimistic about our new endeavors. COVID does have its benefits. And now, with this new mindset, I’m beginning to plant my roots. And have started a journey to where I’m not only building a new home but creating a unique boutique BnB experience for the traveling artist. More information on that is forthcoming. A little self plugging never hurt anyone.
But for now, let me end with this. Casa IndigeNOS is slated to be, but not limited to, a creative space for individuals in need of studio space on vacation. The fact that tourism is down because of COVID allows me to plan and structure a small business plan that has been in my entrepreneurial spirit for a long time. With so many ideas bouncing in and out, it’s tough to define right now what it will all encompass; however, what I do know is that I’ll work with a great team of family and friends to create a unique place for travels as well as for the community. In the end, as much as I love the United States, and have learned much. I’m just over its commercialism, hypocrisy, and injustice. It’s time for me to go back to my motherland and pave the way for my children to view life from a world perspective of community, culture, love, and respect for all things living. ES