Hector and I are a happily married couple who went on a full-time RV adventure shortly after celebrating our 35th anniversary. We traveled with our canine companion and best friend, Angel, a Keeshond and possibly Husky mix.
Both of us were born in the Caribbean on nearby islands. I was born in Puerto Rico and Hector was born in Cuba about a year and a half later. We both left our homes for the United States as young children – Hector’s family left Cuba to escape the Castro regime, and my father took me to New York in search of a better life after we lost my mother to cancer.
Hector’s journey as a child included Atlanta, Georgia; Springfield, Missouri; and then Miami, Florida. My journey took me to Brooklyn and Queens in New York then to Miami, Florida. We first met when we worked together as teenagers. Hector left town for awhile and we reconnected after a chance meeting when he returned. We were married about three years later. It always amazes me how our journeys intersected after all of those moves and changes in our lives.
Our careers – his in the communications industry and mine mostly in the travel industry – provided opportunities to travel. Both of us loved travel and were open to moving to different places. We moved to Atlanta, Georgia and then to San Juan, Puerto Rico. During our time in San Juan we enjoyed many fun vacations throughout the Caribbean islands, which are still some of my favorite places to travel to.
Both of us traveled extensively to South America on business in the 1990’s. Hector also had a work assignment in Mexico City that required him to live there for 13 months. This provided another opportunity to travel during our vacations, this time throughout the beautiful country of Mexico. What made these travels especially meaningful was meeting and working with so many different warm and interesting people.
In 2001, we moved to Denver, where Hector had another career opportunity. We’d traveled several times to Colorado on ski vacations and had long wondered what it might be like to live out West. I left the corporate world to work in the non-profit industry, a very positive change in my life. We lived in Colorado for eleven years and spent time exploring the west, an area that is also very special to us.
We adopted Angel in 2009 from the Peak to Peak Keeshond Fanciers Rescue in Denver along with her “brother”, who’d been raised with her, Rags. They were about 7 and 8 years old, respectively. Sadly, Rags, our sweet and loyal boy, passed away in 2011. We wish he was with us on our journey and miss him terribly.
Angel, like most rescue dogs, had been through a lot in her life. She spent a total of nine months first in a shelter, then in foster homes before we adopted her. She had some major health issues and several surgeries in the last few years of our time together. Angel was a fighter and a fierce girl. She was a fun companion during our travels together, even while battling illnesses.
After three years and nine months of our adventure, we purchased a home with a lovely view of the Sandia Mountain range in Albuquerque, New Mexico.
We sold Island Girl and focused on enjoying our little Adobe home. About a year later, we lost our beautiful Angel. She was about 15. It was devastating. We had just purchased a Winnebago View and left our home for a month after we lost her.
Our nomad spirit was awakened, and In the next two years, we took several long trips in the Western U.S. culminating with a dream trip to Baja California, Mexico for two months.
In 2018, we concocted a plan for a new adventure. We would move to Mexico, renting long term while moving around the country. We have now moved to Playa del Carmen, in the state of Quintana Roo in the Yucatan Peninsula. New discoveries await.