When I mentioned to Margarita about buying the interview recorder and that we should have had it for the time we would be alone in the bungalow near the beach and for the drive back to the ranch, she said, "Not only would we use it during our car trips, but during our walks..." She had a point. What began with my mother, I continued with Margarita. In the very beginning of our relationship at Las Cañadas, February/March 2003, we frequently walked from the ranch miles into town, using the dirt farm roads passing through the cow pastures, Margarita pointing out all the flowers that were blossoming on the side of the road (it was the beginning of Spring in Veracruz). Sometimes I would challenge her to a race up one of the steep hills. That's how I knew that we were compatible; the ability to change velocities.
Our run ended to the right of the hotel