Mornings are active times due to the heat build-up later on. Smaller waves attract smaller surfers (and ho-daddies like us). Locals really get into sand-burials. But there's also an all-night wake for a woman rumored to have been killed by her husband. On a lighter note, mornings are laundry time because the solar dryer is always available.
Two good guys to know about. One is our Italian landlord Giuliano who is turning out to be a businessman turned artist/futurist/philosopher/raconteur/bon vivant/ and lifeguard who teaches kids to swim and surf. That's him in the white top and red shorts. The other is my second doctor here, Doc Francisco, a cool guy who gave up the bright lights of Mexico City to live in this tranquillo beach town. He diagnosed a mild bronchitis with inflammation to the ears. I'm feeling mucho better after a week of popping pills like jelly beans.
We finally went to the huge local market. Full of chatter, bargaining, and traditional open stalls. Meat and fish covered with you-know-whats. Clothes, veggies, and a row of flowers where the aromas are
more fragrant! Meanwhile I'm fascinated by the huge mango trees everywhere. I always thought they were small exotic plants but they're as common as maples back home. They're growing and ripening very quickly and will be falling like maple seeds too.
Last Sunday we were treated to a bird's eye view of a guy with a machete taking down a 50 foot high palm tree. With just rope for safety and wearing leather flip-flops, he methodically hacked away and in under 3 hours--- No-palm Sunday! (The tree was healthy and fruitful but the neighbour feared a falling coconut would knock some sense into her husband?)
As always, we are fascinated by local nature, two different hummingbirds for example. The first one fits the description of a female black-crested coquette. The second one we're not sure --- can anyone out there ID this Mexican wing-whipper?
Two good guys to know about. One is our Italian landlord Giuliano who is turning out to be a businessman turned artist/futurist/philosopher/raconteur/bon vivant/ and lifeguard who teaches kids to swim and surf. That's him in the white top and red shorts. The other is my second doctor here, Doc Francisco, a cool guy who gave up the bright lights of Mexico City to live in this tranquillo beach town. He diagnosed a mild bronchitis with inflammation to the ears. I'm feeling mucho better after a week of popping pills like jelly beans.
more fragrant! Meanwhile I'm fascinated by the huge mango trees everywhere. I always thought they were small exotic plants but they're as common as maples back home. They're growing and ripening very quickly and will be falling like maple seeds too.
Last Sunday we were treated to a bird's eye view of a guy with a machete taking down a 50 foot high palm tree. With just rope for safety and wearing leather flip-flops, he methodically hacked away and in under 3 hours--- No-palm Sunday! (The tree was healthy and fruitful but the neighbour feared a falling coconut would knock some sense into her husband?)
As always, we are fascinated by local nature, two different hummingbirds for example. The first one fits the description of a female black-crested coquette. The second one we're not sure --- can anyone out there ID this Mexican wing-whipper?
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