SUNRISE, SUNSET, JUST TWO OF MY FAVORITE TIMES IN ZIHUATANEJO

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I’ve always been a morning person, an early riser at home that is when I’m my most productive, here it’s kind of the opposite. The sunrise here is so beautiful I find it a contemplative and reflective time of the day.  Instead of getting up and getting going, i take by kindle, my computer, my coffee and my morning drink of grapefruit juiced laced with the necessary medicines adjourn to my balcony and watch “a baby day be born”.  That’s a line from an old Melanie song that comes to mind.  Today it Sunday and since the church is just a block away in addition to all the usual morning sounds I’m treated to church bells calling the faithful, and it’s always a packed house with standing room only, hymns being sung.  As usual we will have breakfast on the balcony as the weather is perfect in the morning.

Yesterday was the playoff games and the Senior always goes to the bar La Playa to watch the game where he runs into old friends from previous years games and meets new ones.  He looks forward to this each year.  I take this time to do some poking around in the shops, especially the ones he has little interest in.  Just one of the many differences between us, the Senior thinks you go to a shop to buy something you need.  I think you go to a shop to see what they have, whats beautiful, whats interesting, whats ridiculous.  I sort of look at them all like I would an art gallery, I’m there mostly to admire.  I seldom know what I want until I see it.

I take time for an iced coffee drink on the malecon and watch the continual parade of Mexican life pass by, I read my kindle, I’m now on the 3rd book of The Hunger Games.  Then I move on down the beach as the sun is setting to watch the day come to a close, but Saturday  night is just beginning to rev up.  In the Zocolo, think town square, where there is a basketball court set in arena style I pause to watch a basket ball game.  Tonight it’s girls, probably high school age playing and then I move on down to the very end of the beach restaurants to a new restaurant I believe is called Galeana’s where Jimmi Mamou is again playing. This is one of those restaurants with a palm roof and the tables on the sand. I have a great, really great tortilla soup and of course a margarita, catch his first set and head back to our apartment. As the Senior has not yet returned I go meet up with him and his new amigos at La Playa have a couple of drinks and we call it a night.

There are so many ethings that I love about Mexico, but many things I do not under stand and one is the numerous “street dogs”.  Thease dogs have no home, no owners and are usually very sweet tempered, not a danger to people. Some are teritorial towards other dogs, but a fight is extremly unusual.  But they are just left to fend for themselves. I find it sad to see them “dining” on our garbage, but then I learn that there are whole familes, people with children who live in the garbage dumps here picking thru the garbage to make their shelters, cloth and feed their children. I can only imagine such poverty.  Signing off KO PS still trying to get the photos in the right place

Author: zihuathyme

I'm a traveler, not as frequently as I would like as I'm semi retired. I prefer that phrase to working part time. I would travel to new places, my husband Doyle, not as adventurous as I is more comfortable with the tried and true. Thus we have fallen into a routine (not a rut) of going to Zihuatanejo for 3 months January and February, March. Pendleton Oregon for the Round Up. Plus numerous short trips. We are "RVers". For hobbies I make and sell stone & shell bird houses, garden and read my new kindle. I'm a Wedding Officiant and officiate at about 40 weddings a year, and also operate a small delivery service. Prior to my "semi retirement" I was in corrections and before that I owned and operated a bail bond agency, In 2016 My husband began chemo for Chronic lymphoma Leukemia, while doing well this has changed some of our travel habits. Relaxing in Mexico suits him well, for that I am thankful. KO

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