We “officially” moved to Mexico on September 18, 2003. B was now fully retired but I still had some loose ends to clean up before I was free also. During this brief period, I found myself actually being a commuter between Minnesota and Mexico. I would have to fly between the two places every three weeks. That got old fast. One of the problems we faced during this period was where I was going to live. We had sold the farm and almost all of our possessions prior to the move. Once again, friends to the rescue!
J and LP graciously opened their home and lives to me during this time. Without their assistance and loan of a place to stay, I doubt that our retirement would have gone so smoothly. I was finally able to accomplish my permanent move to Mexico in February 2004.
One of the things we had not sold was my 1997 Jeep Wrangler. I could not bring myself to part with it and, besides, we need a car in Mexico. It was decided then that I would return to Minnesota and drive the Jeep down to Isla Mujeres, fully loaded with the rest of our personal possessions.
What follows is the story of that trip.