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As I walked out on my balcony I couldn’t help but see the cruise ship in the harbor. It was huge! Over the years I have learned that you don’t go into the myriad of little shops that cater to the tourists on cruise ship days as the prices all go up. And yet the shop keepers complain that they don’t get much business from the cruise people and the local tourists don’t come in on those days either. You’d think they would figure it out! As it was cruise ship day it was a perfect day to head to the mercado and pick up what is probably the last of our grocery needs while we are here. I find my fruit & vegetable vendor and purchase 1 avocado, then on to my egg man for 6 eggs, then to my cheese man for a couple of yards of cheese.
Shopping here is always and adventure, so much more fun than going to the commissary. After walking back to the apartment and putting our supplies away I decide I will take my book and head to the malecon along the water front. I love to sit at an open air restaurant, sip my drink and watch the “boat people’ hurrying around town trying to see every thing in the time they have. I set and silently gloat that I now know this town intimately and they have no clue. I’ve been here long enough to have made friends and can greet people I know as they pass by. I really am beginning to feel like part of the “local snow bird community”. Many of the “boat people” are afraid to eat meals in town, but will drink the beer. This particular boat is from England and convince 2 very british ladies they should try guacamole, they just can’t quite understand what the chips are if they are not potato chips and not fries what can they be? They tried it and liked it. Which is what everyone should do in a foreign country, try it you just might like it.
After cooking in tonight, a delicious steak for the senor, and avocado and refried beans for me I head out again to catch Josie Kuhn sing and play her guitar, just a wonderful low-key day in paradise. Signing off KO