Thursday, April 18, 2013
Talk about symbolism.
I woke up this morning in Olympia. And this is what I saw through my bathroom window. The sun rising behind Mount Rainier.
Well, what I saw was much better. Instead of this rather impressionistic smear of colors. And that is a polite description. Out-of-focus amateur photography is closer to the mark.
My trek north is drawing to a close. I ended my two-day visit with Ken and Patti, and drove south to Salem -- for one primary purpose. To close and consolidate my bank accounts.
My credit union would not allow me to close my account without seeing my shiny face. So, appear I did. That task is done.
But I still have no answer to the question of how to get a pile of pesos to the car dealership in Guadalajara. The test deposit I made from my Banamex account on the day I left never made it to the intended account.
My mama did not raise a fool. At least, not a fool who will send 400,000 pesos into the electronic ether without having a vague idea of the destination.
I should be able to get an answer from my soon-to-be-former bank in Salem. If not, I will check with BanamexUSA.
If that fails I may need to return to Melaque to talk with my bank manager. I have learned one thing. The Banamex web page is almost indecipherable. And I don't need to make a mistake of that size.
One way or other, I am going to get that new Escape.