Sunday started off with a bang, literally. Just after daylight, just after the noisy bar across from Zorro’s closed a very loud explosion type noise reverberated through the street. I was on my balcony and jumped up looking over the edge and asked a man standing at the corner “What was that? Then I noticed he was Policia Municipal and he just looked at me, a minute later he ran up the street away from my
building and then returned back to the corner. By the time I could get street clothes on and get down 2 flights of stairs no trace of the policia or anyone else was around. I had sincerely hoped that the noisy bar that just closed at 6:00 AM had suffered a devastating explosion but no such luck. I guess it will forever remain a mystery.We breakfasted out at the Zihua Pancake House, a great breakfast place. I have learned to order our breakfast in Spanish, my eggs benedict, with no bread or ham and his eggs over easy with roasted rosemary potatoes. The food always is always just like you want it there. We visited with a few acquaintances along the way back to the apartment and spent most of the day lazing around. TV, reading, talking, making plans for next year as we are becoming acutely aware that our time is drawing short and not once have we said “sure will be happy to get back home”. While our life here is not always exciting it is always interesting. We are never cold, the sun has shown on a daily basis our only stress is having lost all communication with the person we left in charge of handling our delivery business while we’ve been gone.
While I sat in one of my favorite beach front restaurants having ice cream and visiting with both strangers and friends I can’t help but marvel at beauty of Zihuatanejo, the happy friendly people, revel in the 85 plus weather with a cooling breeze coming off the bay, the fantastic food and am very happy in our decision to stay for 8 weeks next year.
We have learned to dress for the weather and have over the years bought most of our clothes that we are most comfortable in right here. Loose and comfortable tops stylish every time. I have learned that “manana” does not necessarily mean tomorrow, just simply not today. Mexican time isn’t precise, they have no problem making you wait rather than disappoint you. We have seen restaurant staff head out to the store to buy more butter when we asked for additional butter for our pancakes of course by the time they return the pancakes are cold or eaten or go to a restaurant across the street to get a glass of white wine for me when they didn’t have any.
The Senor’s hearing is bad in english and twice as bad in Spanish accented english. He is frequently answering questions he wasn’t really asked. I’ll give him credit though on our earliest trips he would only say “mas cervesas por favor” but has now has a vocabulary of about 20 words. Yet he seldom uses them and relies on me to ask the questions and translate the menus. And I don’t mind as I rely on him for many other things. I’m enjoying building on my vocabulary if only a few words a week.
We took our gift certificate to Lety’s for dinner and it was truly an excellent meal. Steak for the Senor which he said was very tender and cooked exactly right, I tried the coconut shrimp and found it very good, I’m not big on coconut but I did find this to be as good as everyone in Zihuatanejo said it would be. The view from Lety’s is quit enjoyable, a nice breeze blowing in, families heading across the bridge to town for the Sunday Zocolo activities, boats coming in for the evening, some fishing boats just heading out. We took a doggie bag home and now look forward to enjoying it all again. signing off Ko