Thursday, 25 April 2019

Home again Part 2. - Easter at Monoszló


PART 2:
First of all some follow-up comments on part 1:
The strimmer is still with us, due to a serious lack of service centers for the make. The nearest I found was 200km away, so this project is still in progress. And I didn’t mean the repair, just to find a place where they might be prepared to repair it. Ahhhhhhh!!!!
Geodesic tower

Church in Balatonfűzfő

The caching trip with Karesz and Feri did not materialize, mostly due to a very sick pussycat, owned by Feri, as well as our need to come down to Bér to mow the grass (again). Hopefully the trip can be reorganized for a time when the cat is better and we are a tad less busy.

In the meantime we had a phone call from an orienteering friend who needed accommodation for the junior team in his club while attending a nearby orienteering event, so we have 13 people coming to stay this coming weekend. It will be Roy’s job being host as I will be in town attending the geocaching AGM and possibly doing some extra caching on my own. The walking distances between car and cache are severely reduced when I don’t have Roy with me, who is much more touchy about Dusty than I am.  I love the old thing (not him, the car) and trust it to take me anywhere, including up mountains.
View of Tobruk

The lakeside at Balatonfűzfő

The topic of this post is primarily about our 4 days away in Monoszló during Easter, staying with our good friend Pityu, plus friends, plus his family. En route down we managed to get 6 caches, which were quite an adventure all round. First was a geodesic tower, next was a nice little town by the lake, then a hike up a hill for a big view down to the lake and the town, followed by a gorgeous little village which originally was settled by Germans and the lovely old, by now beautifully renovated, Germanic long houses looked a million dollars. Having written that about Roy not climbing mountains in Dusty, I must admit, this time round I managed to get him drive me up to within a few hundred yards of an amazing little mountain, on the top of which there was a stone carved cross and some very exciting cliffs.
Fishng boats at Balatonfűzfő

Romanesque door

After all this we arrived in good time for dinner at Pityu’s place and had the soup on the table as we fell through the door.  He is such an amazing host; he puts all of us to shame. The rest of the invited friends and family were slowly arriving over the next 24 hours, and I have to say that I was very happy to see some of his family I have heard a lot about in the past but have never met. His son Gergő with his wife Flóra and little 3 year old son Henrik were such a find. I have met his daughter Sara before with her partner László and their daughter Kitti before, but never realized what marvellous company they were.
Roy at the top of the Roman Guard Tower in Vigántpetend

The Guard Tower from the road

I was, as usual, put in charge of hikes, but before that on the first full day there, they were all either cooking or doing chores in their vineyard, so Roy and I went out to do some more geocaching. I discovered that a church ruin, which on the map looked like quite a big hike, could be reached by car on a concrete road among the vineyards. So Roy was very happy about that and we loved the ruin. Then we drove to a nearby village for another cache, which was nothing special, followed by one that was. A new look-out tower could again be approached on a somewhat made up road almost all the way to the top.  So that was again not a long hike for Roy. The view from up there was 360 panoramic.
Pityu and Henrik en route to Királykő

Henrik, Flóra, Pityu, Laci, Sárika, én és Ági

Once we were back to Pityu’s it was non-stop eating, drinking and playing bridge, which is the usual program when there. The following day all of us (minus Roy and Palma) went hiking to Kapolcs by car and then up to some amazing volcanic rocks on a nearby wooded mountain. Even the 3 year old came and he was such a poppet. The geocache was down a rock face, but Kitti went down first and I followed watching where she put her feet. It was fun!
Ági and David in front of the Devil's Hole cave

The Devil's Hole

The last hike was on the following day to the plateau above the village and to shorten it we drove to a neighbouring village and walked from there.  We got onto the wrong path again, this time due to the stupidity of the waymarking, but the advantage of that became clear, when we realized that this way we could do a circuit and not come back the same way we went up.  The cache was under a sadly fallen 400 year old beech tree, which was thriving just a few years ago, until some vandals set a fire inside its trunk. It didn’t go up in flames, but dried out in about 2 or 3 years afterwards.

This was the longest stay at Pityu’s we have ever had and it could have been even longer, but Roy was too worried about the Easter Monday traffic, so we came home on the Sunday. We stayed in town on the Monday and then drove down on the Tuesday.  Currently we are doing garden work and catching up on stuff that our insanely busy schedule stops us doing.

On Saturday I am off to the geocaching AGM and Roy is staying to look after the visitors this weekend. He will follow me in a day or two after and we are planning to stay in town for about 10 days. I hope to be able to post after that.

Home again, part 1.

This post was written 9 days ago and then got forgotten, as I didn't have the time to insert the photos. So today I am going to post twice:
1. First this one (after I inserted the photos)
2. Part 2 will mostly be the story of our Easter and our return to the village since.
The tractor driver

Forsythia
It is more than 3 weeks since I have last posted, and that is mostly due to us struggling with jetlag and after that just being so snowed under with things to do that we hardly ever managed to breathe, never mind blog.

Jetlag was most certainly a killer. We are now both in our 70's and neither of us copes well with 6 or 7 hours of difference. Amazingly, we adjusted quite well in Mexico, but having come home I, especially, was all over the place. For days I could not go to sleep until 2 or 3am, then slept until late and felt like a zombi all day.  We are more or less over it by now, but it was hard to function normally for ages, and we also had a great deal planned, which had to be done.
Chives

Sorrel

We were planning to stay in town for a while due to commitments, but I had to pop down to the village to fetch the car and because a good friend was working in the area and I offered her a bed for the night. I found the fruit trees in blossom and the herb garden in good fettle.  I had a really nice evening with her and then drove the car into town the following morning.

The big event of the next weekend was my geocaching hike in the Velence Mountains and that is the reason why I needed the car. I booked a couple of nights in a B&B near Velence lake and decided to cache on my own en route down there, and once Gyuri and Feri turned up do a bit of caching together.  That is exactly what happened and things worked out great.
Apple blossom

Morello cherry blossom
I cached until about 3pm, then went to the B&B, checked in and waited for Gyuri and his wife Eva. They finally arrived and then we went out together. A few more caches were found and when Feri turned up as well, we had dinner in the B&B. The staff was nice, the place quite comfortable and we were satisfied with the place.

On Saturday the big hike happened to attract about 35 people, which wasn't bad, considering the forecast was abysmal. Thankfully it never rained, only tried, but never got going. On and off even the sun came out, so we can chalk this up to have been a success as well. Needless to say the company has broken up into separate groups even earlier than otherwise used to be the case.  A considerable chunk went off to get a far away cache not on the route, so they had a longer hike, but never caught us up for the rest of the day.
Group photo at the start

Bence-hegy lookout tower
The middle and late group went together for quite a while after that, but eventually the middle went ahead and I was with a handful of slow people, like myself, who were actually really delightful and a joy to be with. I got back to the B&B by abut 4pm, had a nice long chat with the remaining crowd, then had dinner and retired early.

The day after we all got up and went our separate ways. I went into the nearby major town for a moving cache and then started my slow progress towards home, caching all the way.  The final count was 23 for the weekend, which was acceptable and as far as kilometres are concerned, I did appr. 17km on the Saturday and probably something similar in bits on the day before and after the hike, if you add all the walking together on those two days. The countryside was gorgeous and even the overcast weather could not spoil my enjyoment.
On the hike

Logging the cache by the boulder
Then yesterday we came down to the village and started on many of the chores that were calling on our time. Roy did the tractor mowing and some of the intricate bits with the push/pull petrol mower and I did a fair amount of weeding. Unfortunately our strimmer is still knackered, but soon we will have to decide whether it is worth spending any more money on it or should we buy another one.

I took some photos and videos of the herb garden, the flowers, vegetables, fruit trees and Roy mowing with the tractor. Unfortunately, the videos were taken with my camera and apparently I haven't got the software to download them into my computer with. Great shame, as one of them is really brilliant, but I might still find someone who can help me, I hope.
PS: Later on in the week I discovered that Roy's new computer in town downloaded all the videos with no problem whatsoever. This makes me think that the old  computers will have to go soon.
Large rock walls

Height above sea level marker
Today we were making a giant trifle, as we are off to Monoszló on Thursday for the whole of Easter. After that we are back to some more geocaching with Karesz and Feri (another Feri this time), who have invited me to go with them by train to Zalaegerszeg to do all the town caches there. It should be fun, as these are the two guys we totally accidentally ran into in Szombathely last month, ending up spending the whole day with them collecting every cache in the city together.  They were good fun then and it should be fun again.
The view

A hill top
After that there is the Geocaching club's AGM, followed by 3 concerts all in a row. Carmella is due to arrive with a friend a few days after that, so I don't t hink we will be arriving in Bér for some time yet. The first weekend in May is taken up by the Geocaching Festival and Competition in the South and the one after that I'm due to visit my friend Edit in Veszprém for a spot of geocaching, SURPRISE, SURPRISE!!!
Orgona

N'rcisy
I hope you are getting the general gist why I don't post too often any more. Is it that our schedule is too hectic, or we are getting too old to keep up with our desire to do things, as we have always done so? Don't know, but retirement is still fun, so I shouldn't complain. :) :) :)

Friday, 5 April 2019

A week and a bit in Mexico

When I last posted Roy and I were still on our own, but the time was getting close to the day when Alex, Meaghan and Callum were due. Life was obviously more laid back and slower without them. However, Thursday came and they arrived. Way back on the day of our arrival I made a request that when they turned up, they should be given a room near us, but had no idea that they would put them right next door to us.  That was great.
Food choice

On the first night we went to the Mediterranean Restaurant, which was new to all of us, as we haven't yet been there and they missed it last year. The queue was long, but we got lucky and managed to get in as the last group, although we had to be separated to two tables adjacent.  The food was great, I had tuna again (after the Surf and Turf) and we had a good time.  This actually was also enhanced by meeting a Canadian, called Lloyd from Hanna, Alberta, who was an absolute hoot.  His family obviously got lost and he was hanging onto the booked table with grim determination until they turned up. Our friendship with Lloyd, who had a wicked sense of huumour lasted for several days, until he disappeared, (I assumed he went home). "Doing a Lloyd" in Grant family folklore now means not turning up and leaving you in the lurch.
One of the ruins in the resort
The next week is now an absolute blur, as I am writing this in the airport, waiting for our flight to Paris. I suppose I will have to look up the photos, which I have posted on FB daily, and that might give me hints of what we all did. To be quite honest, I do remember it all, just not the order in which we did them:  Restaurant dinner visits: Surf and Turf 3 times, Mediterranean twice, Brazilian once, Vegan twice, Japanese twice, Italian once and breakfast was mostly taken in the International, although we fell in love with the Mexican, so we went there a few times as well. Lunches were also mostly taken in the International, because it was only they, plus the Italians that did them, and we fell out of love with the Italians.
Roy and the T-bone steak

Talking of the International, we got very friendly with two lovely ladies there: one was Lady (although she spelt it completely the Mexican way, which I can't now remember) and Gray. They were both very Mexican, aka friendly, happy, smily, very helpful and basically the life and soul of the party. We did tip quite generously, but I am sure their sunny nature had a lot more to do with our friendship than money.
This was my rare tuna steak at our first visit to the Surf and Turf

Fun activities included the following: Going to the water park, swimming in the dead iguana pool (don't ask!), building sandcastles on the beach, playing chess on the beach, going for walks in the mangrove forest that the whole resort was situated in, (one of these walks took us to an out of way part of the resort where we found some exciting and quite delapidated Maya ruins), lazing about in the spa, going on an outing to the Mayan ruins at Tulum and going shopping in Playa Del Carmen. Not all of it was done by everyone, but it was fun all the same.
Alex and Callum

The weather was truly tropical. Admittedly, Cancun is not that terribly far from the Equator, so it is not surprising.  Unfortunately I caught a cold just as the kids arrived, and that made me suffer from the heat all the more. However, most places had a breeze and the rooms were beautifully air conditioned, (after you fathomed how to use the remote control). As for rain, as you might think the tropics are full of, we were very lucky.  There were only two showers, one during the night and the other when we were at a pool and it didn't last long.
Callum in the jacuzzi

The holiday itself was absolutely brilliant. Just the right balance of activity and rest; the lovely company of Alex, Meaghan and Callum, enough to do and see, but all was taken at a leisurely pace. The main excitement on my part, however, was the resort and its all inclusive nature.  You would never believe how much you can eat and drink all day, every day, if you have already paid for it and it is endless. The other marvel, was the people. If the rest of Mexico has people just half as lovely as this lot was, I think I'm in love with Mexico.
The first chess match

One amazing part of the Sandos Caracol Eco Resort experience is the surrounding jungle and its flowers and animals. Coatis and raccoons wandered everywhere.  So do spider monkeys, and that included one visiting the jacuzzi on our balcony while Callum was in it.  You have never seen a kid move so fast and unfortunately he never went back into it after that.
In the waterpark

I absolutely adored the flowers, they were magnificent and forever in bloom, with no sign of a droop on any of them, even though we were there for nearly two weeks. I took many photos, but they cannot really give back their magic. There were some noisy peacocks and other birds, which looked a bit like thin blackbirds and similar, but no idea what they were.
Table football

We did do some shopping, althoug we are not normally of the "fill the suitcase to the brim with shopping" brigade. We found some rugs/blankets which were genuine Mexican produce and amazingly reasonably priced.  First we bought 2 and then went back and bought another 2. I also bought a big mug, beautifully hand painted in wild Mexican colours and patterns. The kids bought me a fantastic hat, which I am proudly sporting as I write this.

One down side of the heat was that once I got tired, which was quite often, my coordination was not very good. I managed to hit my head three times, first in the low roof of the thatched hut we occupied on the beach, then hit a low lying tree branch at Tulum, finally in the dark at night I banged my head on the wall, while lowering myself onto the toilet.
My mug

The time went extremely quickly.  Obviously, the younger members of our group did a lot more than us. Alex used the gym twice, Meaghan went to yoga once, both of them went snorkelling in the Cenote and the three of them went out for a half hour session of Skegway, which is a funny vehicle with two wheels and a large battery pack.  Apparently Callum is a natural and loved it a lot.
Sandcastle building on the beach

Roy and I enjoyed the spa, as that was a child free area, so it was very quiet and relaxing. One little pool in one corner was really hot, the rest cold, but not too much. All of the facilities were very clean and well cared for. The staff was extremely helpful and the whole place was organised with military precision, but with maximum flexibility and laid back fun filled laughter.
Seafood at the International

There were only a few downsides, but they were negligible compared to the efficiency and kindness of the whole place. The net was OK to start with, but later on during our stay it became slow and intermittent. Balconies were not swept often enough, but when we mentioned it, it got done instantly. Unfortunately, towards the end of our stay the mosquitoes got very frisky and we had to abandon a late night swimming session before we got eaten alive. All in all, I can recommend all inclusive holidays and especially the Sandos Caracol Eco Resort in Playa Del Carmen, Mexico.

Spider monkey antics
My iguana friend in Tulum
One of the many magnificent ruins in Tulum