So happy to be back in peaceful, quiet Zihuatanejo. With no agenda other than with a vist to the chickens as now my neighbors in our building are saving their scraps for me to bring to them and a little shopping. As I headed out to the Mercado for fruit a colorful serape caught my eye as the ideal thing to put across the foot of our bed for the sole purpose of keeping the bedspread clean, as we lay on the bed to watch TV and read.
We settled on a price and it was mine, I put it in my rolling bag, where it soon was joined by cucumbers and cheese . A stop at the Merza for bug spray and milk was added to the bag, then on to the pink bakery for “bollios,” probably not spelling it correctly, but the senor wanted to try them instead of regular bread, Purchased three and the daily shopping was done. Why is shopping here such an enjoyable experience, where back home it’s just a chore? We quickly put our new sarape to test for siesta time. A great addition to our little home.
Evening found us at the Flophouse Bar listening to Al Alto and soon joined by
Nelson on the saxaphone. What a great combination.
We visited with old friends, made new ones, learned the best place to get the rolls or “bollios” is just up the street from the Flop house,
Later that evening several of residents of our building gathered together for a bit of wine and/ or tequila and conversation. A great end to another great day. Signing off KO