We're preparing ourselves and Totem for our biggest journey together yet, the passage from Mexico to French Polynesia. Over the last few months, we've felt a little smug about our general state of preparation: no question about it, Totem is ready to cross an ocean. This may help explain the karmic whiplash which has put sucked us into a range of suddenly urgent, last minute projects...
...like which salsa to choose.
We have heard over and over from fellow cruisers that if there's something we want to have while we're in the South Pacific, we should bring it with us. While I am sure that fresh baguettes with New Zealand butter will quickly become a Totem favorite, it's hard to imagine giving up our Mexican routine for salsa with, well, just about everything. Fresh tomatoes will be unavailable or a king's ransom, so we're stocking up on these instead, and if we're going to have a case on board... we better like it!
Besides, what better way to formally evaluate the local salsa brands than a blind taste test over sundowners with our fellow cruisers?
Discussing salsa merits over a margarita was delightful. Comparing fruit cocktail during a bouncy ride across Banderas bay was not. There's just something not right about eating canned fruit. It's right up there on the scale of personal appeal with canned peas or asparagus. Ick. But again...there will be times, we are told, when we will be very happy to have depth in our provisions and not need to rely on what we can find upon our arrival. On the other hand: it's very difficult to imagine consuming or enjoying something which simply has not been a part of our diet before.
We don't know exactly when we'll depart on our crossing...watch this space for updates!
