It’s the beginning of Semana Santa here in Mexico. In general, it is a week of vacation, but I’m about to tackle a pile of UN development documents over the next day in preparation for a meeting on Wednesday. I need to find/remember/keep my tranquility, because I generally hate reading these types of documents which, while having the best intentions, say a lot of nothing with a lot of big words. Hopefully I have a climbing trip next weekend to look forward to. It’s a bit too hot for chamomile tea, but I can look at the pretty flowers.