MY FAMILY VACATION

MY FAMILY VACATION        
        
        
It was a warm spring day in June 1959 my, mother said that we were going to go to Mexico for a vacation. My mother is a server at the Balboa Bay Club restaurant in Newport Beach and Resort.        
        
My sisters and I were excited.      
"However, mom what about our schooling," we asked.      
My mother advised us that aspect has been addressed. She came up with an ultimate plan, our homework must be done before we play outside or go swimming      
        
Our faces drop to frowns thinking this is not a vacation just like school mom said cheer up will not be all that bad.          
        
We started to pack getting, ready for the trip and, a friend of my mom was taking us all there his name was Harry L. Bateson a world-renowned Horticulturist born in England back to, the trip.        
        
All pack head to Ensenada we stayed at a hotel called if I remember Ventana al mar stayed there for two days. Boarded a plane at the airport to Manzanillo Mexico, in a Douglas C 47 converted cargo plane with two engines while in flight the plane dropped down, and all the bags and stuff fall from the shelf over our heads and the other passengers no one was hurt.        
        
On the landing, we flew low over a little forest. I saw a spider web that looked big and reached across from one other tree to another.  
I was hoping the huge spider would not get me.  
The hotel Marbella to the best I can remember looked, back in 1959, it was a two-story.  
   
   
The next morning we all got up told the tap our shoes on the floor the reason was that scorpions may be in them guess what I did and found one in my shoe it was light tan and had two stingers, so I stomp on it found out later it was one of the deadest ones there. We had breakfast headed to the beach to play as all kids do.    
   
Later that day my sister and I had some cold coke and dinner they had Tacos and refried beans me I had the old American cheeseburger and fries, mom had Chill Rellenos, and Refried beans and a salad Magar had the same. Magar is what I called Mr., Harry L. Bateson so in the back of my mind he was my mom’s boyfriend as she was divorced at that time and raising this little hellion and sister making house payments and a baby sister for us kids.    
   
The next day all of us went to town, to take a fishing trip on one of Magar boats as he had three one here in Mexico two back in the States, we reach the fishing grounds ready to drop the anchor when the 65-foot boat was lifted out of the water by a whale that scared us all then the whale went down no harm to the whale. Drop the anchor and fish the rest of the day myself and sisters had a good time.    
   
Once back to where the boat was docked, I got off the boat and was running around my Hollard at do not go the other docks paid any attention to her then my foot slip and hit something sharp cut my shine went to the hospital got two stitches and a scolding from my mom then back to the hotel.    
   
The next day I went out to the front of the hotel on the ground was a line of leaves on the brick walkway that ran from the tree to a spot in the dirt thinking what, the heck did this one of the hotel workers told me ants made it the lady said we call them soldier ants they eat leaves and other things.    
   
It was time for us to go home this is a vacation I will never forget as, long as I live.