The vacation rental was supposed to be ready yesterday. Yesterday Marta told us the house would be ready this morning, but it’s 4:20 PM right now and we’re still taking up residence at the Café La Habana on the malecon here in Progreso, Yucatan, sipping coffee and watching the waves roll in from the Gulf of Mexico. It's not a horrible situation, but we haven’t really seen the house we'll be living in yet. I ...