SUNDAYS, SWEET SUNDAYS WITH NOTHING TO DO

Sundays are usually quiet for us here in Zihuatanejo, but I’ve been harboring a head cold so I decided to go to the Farmacia and get some medicine to knock it down. While I was out I brought the left over meat scraps from Doyle’s steak he brought home from the restaurant and was going to make some street dog very happy.  Little did I know that the street dogs take Sunday off.  Did not see nary a one!  At the pharmacy, with a little Spanish, a lot of pantomime I got my medicine, although I think now she might have spoken some english.  Went down to the TATA’s, took my medicine along with a Mango Margarita, still looking for a hungry street dog and none to be seen.

Went back to the apartment and slept all the rest of the day until 5. The new movie across the street from us is The Impossible, about the huge devastating tsunami in Thailand.  We can see the bill board from our balcony but I still have to go check and make sure it’s in English.  It was so we went. The seats are old and cracked, the popcorn is microwaved.  A few years ago you could get guacamole and chips instead of pop corn which was infinitely better, but not any more. The Senor got a hot dog and I opted for an Ice Cream during intermission. surprised to see intermission but it also happens at the theatre in Ixtapa.  Movies was good, story was a true story and after the movie we had a night-cap at the new location of the Beachcomber Bar.  For the first time in months I slept until almost 8 o’clock.  No sunrise for me today.  The medicine did it’s trick, I’m not sneezing, blowing or coughing any more.  I never felt bad, just not real good.  Now I feel great.

Fruit vendor making a sale
Fruit vendor making a sale

Monday morning while our room is being cleaned we head out to Tres Amigos for breakfast where we watch the fruit vendor make his first sale of the day. Then on to feed the chickens and I’m still looking for a hungry street dog to feed the Senors left over steak. We are almost back to our apartment when I see “Scruffy”, our cute little friend from La Madera beach the other day.  He was more than happy to be given a breakfast of left over steak.

Scruffy getting breakfast of left over steak
Scruffy getting breakfast of left over steak

We are headed on an adventure today and need to pack.  We are off to Acapulco to see the cliff divers.  We made this trip a couple of years ago and now that we are the seasoned travelers that we are we know how to do it better.  We purchased !st class bus tickets from Autovisa at the bus station here in Zihuatanejo, I made our reservation for the Flamingo Hotel on-line  in Spanish, as our computer is smart enough to know we are in Mexico, but still has us on Pacific North west time. We stayed at Los Flamingos before and just love the place.  So more on that Manana.  signing off KO

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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