We arrived yesterday afternoon and were able to hook up with a fellow from the Zihuatanejo Message board and shared a cab to town. As we walked up tour little pedestrian street to our apartment Rose, from the drinking emporium next door, waved and called to us welcoming us back. As it was siesta time, Javier our manager and proprietor of the sccoter rental & liquor store downstairs wasn’t available to let us in to our apartment, so our best option was to go next door and enjoy a cool one while waiting for our key. Ron, the Canadian proprietor, greeted us like old friends. We recognized several faces around the bar and thought how nice it is to return and feel so welcome, so familiar and comfortable yet be thousands of miles from home and in a foreign country.
We settled into our apartment, got somewhat organized, said hello to our friends and neighbors and promised to catch up on things the next day. Then we opted for a quick snack and headed off to bed as we had not slept well the night before and were up at the crack of dawn to catch our flight.
Of course the problem with going to bed early, adjusting to the time change now has me up long before the crack of dawn. But that’s Ok as I have always loved the early morning sounds. There is a full moon shining, just a touch of pink in the sky over the bay, the roosters are hard at work waking up the dogs, in turn the dogs wake up the neighborhoods. From my balcony I watch the fishing boats coming in and soon the housewives and restaurant cooks will be walking through town with bags and buckets of fish so fresh that some are still flopping. The street sweepers with their push carts are just finishing up. Life is good as good as it gets here in beautiful Zihuatanejo.
Our big plans for the day will be to grocery shop, we go to a fairly modern grocery store for the bulk of needs, but prefer the old mercado for our fruit, vegetables, cheese and eggs. I’m trying to sync this with face book, but I’m not sure I’m sucessful yet.