Just when I was kind of thinking that everything was on the eventual mend…
Our neighbours to the “south-south” just can’t catch a break. First, there’s the pharmaceutical wars (which I’ve only vaguely heard of), then an earthquake hits them, and then this whole Swine Flu basically drives the proverbial stake right through the nation. I feel for them. Mexico has to be one of the most eventual countries on the planet, accompanying others such as Brazil, Switzerland, Amsterdam, DisneyWorld and my deck. And I remember what it was like last year when I had no deck. Frightening.
The worst part about all of this is that I’m scheduled (not my fault, apparently unless you have your own plane you have to follow a schedule of someone else’s devising) to go to Mexico in two weeks. I’m finally going on my honeymoon (with my wife) – which was all part of my eventual planning process. We’re doing a whirlwind trip that eventually lands us in Mexico…and with all of these travel advisories popping up faster than Nigerian princes can send out emails, one might say we’re in a bit of a pickle.
One might…but not this one, my promising EffTDers.
You see, I’m not a fan of advice – unless I’m giving it. What I am a fan of is sitting on a beach, downing EffTD tools such as tequila and cerveza (yes, I know Mexican words) and doing a ton of meditating…and sometimes all of that at once. I am also not afraid of fear.
If I was afraid of fear, I’d be rethinking my travel plans right now – and perhaps letting my wife in on the rethinking process as well. I’d stop eating hot dogs…just in case. I’d also have to rip my NO FEAR poster off of my office wall, where it has hung since the phrase was no longer popular, perhaps even relevant. (Incidentally, it now holds a place in the “Catchphrase Hall of Fame” right next ot “radical” and “Just Do It” – which no one does anymore.)
But I’m not afraid of fear. I’m simply too smart/ignorant for that. I’m going to Mexico. I’ve looked at all of the facts (that may or may not be actual facts) and have determined the following:
- The advisory applies to “non-essential travel.” Umm, this is my honeymoon. My wife says it’s essential to keeping our marriage going. Sorry, government. Wife 1, Government 0.
- No one knows why it’s so much more deadlier in Mexico than anywhere else. I don’t know either, but I think it might be due to the spiciness. I’m fine with spicy food, so I should be fine with a spicy flu. And remember, it’s my honeymoon. Spiciness is mandatory.
- Thousands of people die from the flu each year, regardless of where they’re from or strain of flu. I’ve never been much with luck, so it stands to reason I won’t be one of the few. Luck is/is not on my side. And remember, I am there on my honeymoon.
- I’ve already had the chicken pox, and it is my understanding you can only catch one disease named after an animal once in your lifetime.
- This flu has been fatal in normal, young and healthy people. My having any of those qualities is debatable at best.
So I’ll be on my flight to Mexico. I’ll be on that beach. I’ll be using that swim-up bar to its maximum potential – except maybe for the swimming part. I’ll wash my hands. But I’m going.
Heck, I’ll even wear a mask – the appearance of being a surgeon should get me better service at the resort, methinks.
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