2009. As it turns out, I could have easily skipped it and gone straight from 2008 to 2010. All things considered, it was not a good year for me.
There were a few good things along the way. Our yearly visit from old friends who continue to vacation here every year. Certainly our month long stay in Huatulco was the major highlight of the year.
But the list of bad things is far longer. And some of the things that happened border on devastating. This was the year I lost my Mother. Quickly followed by the loss of a good friend, who did not die but decided not to be a friend anymore instead. Then the health problems that I am still coping with. And probably will for the rest of the time I have left on this Earth.
So, not unexpectedly, the last few days of 2009 did not hold any better luck for me.
I have facetiously said many times that there is no crime on Isla Mujeres. Don't believe me. Crime is rampant here and will continue to be a problem so long as the police continue to look the other way and ignore it. Yes, the police have started a new program of neighborhood watch police officers. They are assigned a certain community and patrol it to supposedly offer assistance and be a liason to the police force. The program is called "Tu Amigo La Policia", but don't believe it. There is no such thing as "your friend the police".
Take the night of December 21 for instance. That was the date of the most recent burglary to my property. I have a bodega, storage room, in the front of my house. It is secured with a lockable aluminum door.
In this picture you can see the new light I had installed that burns 24/7 now. You can also see the rust stains from the razor sharp barriers I have mounted around the top of my house. But look closely. See the panels where the door handle is located? Sometime during the night somebody pried off two of those panels and got inside.
Make no mistake about it. This door is very visible from the street. Even when only lit by the nearby street light. It took a very bold person to pry off those panels, go inside and steal every power tool I owned. This is the view from immediately in front of the door to the street.
I called my amigo the police officer for our block. Surprise, surprise. The cell phone number that he has listed on his business card is out of service! No way to contact him. So I called the central police office. Not only did they say they have never heard of this police officer, but they point blank told me that they would not be sending somebody over to look at the damage and take a report! Back to that old philosophy of no crime on Isla Mujeres I guess.
But that wasn't the only end of a pissy year surprise for me. Nope. When the renters checked out yesterday, they casually informed me that the refrigerator never got cold and they thought it may be broken. Sure enough, my repair guy came right over and sadly announced that after six years of working perfectly, the salt had finally gotten it.
Since we have guests checking in today, a quick trip to Cancun to buy a refrigerator was in order. Just what I needed. I do have to thank my friend, Zina, though. I ran into her at the store and we shared a taxi back to the ferry. Not just any taxi though, the one that she normally hires to cart her around. Made life a lot easier for a little while.
So, here's hoping that all of you have a great celebration this evening and that 2010 is a much better and happier year for all of us!