Chapter 19
Another Girl Bitten and Freed from a Vampire!
She had moved to San Miguel de Allende the same
time as I did, and I met her at a party with her Vampire when I was with mine. They
became quick friends. But for some reason they made it impossible for us to be
in the mix of their friendship. “Birds of a Feather, Flock together!” They both
had similar tendencies, in addition to alcohol abuse. I remember when I first
met her Vampire at a
party, he was bragging to me about the house he was building for her.
It wasn’t until later, after I released my Vampire,
that I heard the truth from her. Like me, she was completely supporting him,
and he contributed nothing. It was an amazing parallel as she had the same
violent controlling situation happen to her the night before her closing, and
it saved her from putting him on her deed, as well. It took longer for her to
get away from her Vampire.
It was divine intervention as he got into an
auto accident driving drunk. Unlike mine, he hurt some other people and had to
go back to the U.S. Both of us had lost a fortune with these men,
besides becoming wounded and untrusting. So it was a given she and I would be
great friends.
She and I went on many chick trips alone
including my move to Ensenada, which I will write about later.
We are all different. Me, I am that manly girl
who can put her make up on in five minutes. Not her, she needed time. This made our trips together interesting.
I can travel lightly; she could not. I remember our first chick trip. I
anticipated this problem and sent her an email that there were four girls in the car, so each person would have one normal size
suitcase, and I copied it to all. Well, that morning we all met at my house,
except the Brit who I had to have sleep-over to assure she would be there. She
came with two large suitcases and swore she never got the email. So the next
time I had a preplanning dinner at the Longhorn
and told everyone to bring the suitcase they wanted to bring and the one I
thought they should bring. They all showed up for dinner without suitcases. So
we had a second dinner the next night and of course the suitcases they wanted to
bring would not fit.
I am the driver and the one whose car always
seems to be donated on chick trips. I am also the mother of these cubs, so I
set the road rules. We don’t stop unless we need gas, and you can buy what you
want to eat then and use the restroom. She got even with me on one trip and
actually got the bathroom attendant to lock the turn style so they could eat
sitting down in the restaurant.
In our sisterhood we are all different,
especially in what we like to do on a chick road trip. Me, I am the manly girl
who hates shopping. Then there are those who shop on a mission for only what
they need and set out with a game plan. She just loved to shop. Me, I can walk
into a store and just look in and walk out, or walk by a clothing rack, and I
can see the fabric and leave. She loves to shop and can spend an entire day in
one store. I remember the first time we went shopping on a chick trip. I asked
everyone what they wanted to buy or needed to, what stores they thought were
the best for their purchases. I made a list of stores and everyone agreed.
At the first store I asked everyone how much
time they needed. We agreed on a time. Well, we were all waiting outside for
her at the appointed time. Thirty minutes later, since there were four of us,
we decided to each start in all four corners and flush her out. We could not
find her. We called on the loud speaker. She said she did not hear the loud
speaker, nor did she hear her cell phone. So from that moment on we had her
repeat the time. The end of that day, when we were all hungry, she still wanted
to shop. So we found a restaurant we all liked in a mall and gave her more
time. On the way back to the hotel we stopped at a grocery store, and I asked
everyone what they needed and said I would be back in ten minutes and to wait in the car. I came back in five minutes, and she was gone. I asked loudly, who let her loose? It
took me only a few minutes to find her but it was amazing what she had bought in those few minutes. Even as we were getting ready to cross the border to Mexico she
and the other girls would suddenly think of one more thing they could not live
without, and I would guard the loaded-down car while they shopped.
One morning after everyone was ready and
everything was loaded up in the car, we were waiting for her to finish getting
ready. We played a joke on her. We put one set of keys in the ignition and left
the car running and locked the doors. We were standing around talking and
waiting and finally she came out. She apologized and tried to open the door and
it would not open. We just kept talking and she kept trying to open the door
and then finally asked us what was wrong. I looked surprised and reached in my
purse and then into the car and acted shocked that the keys were locked in the
car. She came up with so many solutions, and we just listened. Then the British
girl reached into her pocket as I had given her the second set. We all had a
great laugh.
One trip we caravanned with some other girls in
two cars, and we somehow got separated. Of course, none of our cells
had time on them. She and I were in one car and we both are the same in not
wanting to drive late. So we stopped at a hotel, and we spent the evening with
my teaching her about online dating. I found a guy that I thought was perfect,
and she emailed him from my account and I attached photos of her.
He came right down to San Miguel de Allende meet her and brought two friends with him. I planned an
introduction party at Harry’s for his
friends with several women from San Miguel de Allende. I was already thinking
of the dress I would make as her brides maid. This woman is a real male magnet. She
is beautiful, sweet, feminine, interesting, and fun.
However, we went on a chick trip afterwards to stay
at his house, three of us. We all found him so very different than he was when
he visited San Miguel de Allende. He was so controlling that he dictated to us
on our arriving what time we would be done unpacking for cocktails and snacks.
He had a wine cooler that he did not have plugged in to save electricity. That
night at the restaurant he ordered for us all, but split the bill. We checked
into a hotel the next morning.
Like Cali, it is so amazing to watch the way
men are attracted to her and how she makes them feel so special even when they
clearly are not.
Article on San Miguel:
http://thetandd.com/articles/2010/02/28/features/14331642.txt
