Holy Dust Storms!

Last night we left the hotel to buy dinner supplies and were attacked by pelting sand. I realize we're more or less in the desert but certainly didn't expect to be confronted by a howling dust storm. I first noticed it as we walked to the car and was trying to shield my eyes when Ibis exclaimed, "Look!"

I turned around, thinking he'd seen a transvestite crossing the street (that's for you V) or more hooligans on bicycles, but no, he was pointing at the dust. Which flew right into my eyes. Thanks dear.

We weren't in it for very long and huddled inside the hotel room for the rest of the night. This morning Ibis had to leave around 5am for his medical exam; the first of various things he needs to do before he's allowed back in the country. Our hotel has open air hallways and when I kissed him goodbye at the door - I needed to lock it behind him before going back to sleep - we were struck with a blast of cold air. I'd seen on the weather that it was supposed to get down into the 30s overnight but I was still surprised by the chilliness of it.

While running on the treadmill later this morning I saw that there were actually flurries overnight. In Mexico? What the heck? I know we're not in Zihua anymore, but dust storms and snow in a ten hour period is more than I expected! I was lucky, I got to climb back into my warm bed. Ibis had to wait in line, outdoors, for an hour and a half. At least the dust had settled by then.