Woke up a little later than usual this morning as we had dined in on salmon cakes that I made and went to the 9pm showing of Vince Vaughn in the Delivery Man, very sweet, very funny we enjoyed it. It’s unusual for us to go to the movies that late but when you don’t have dinner until 7 or later it makes sense. At home we do a 4pm matinee. We had no agenda for today, but while breakfasting on the balcony I noticed a cruise ship was in. I always like to go down to the malecon, sit in a restaurant and have a drink and feel quite smug that I am here for a long period of time and watch them race around trying to shop and take in all the local color in a few hours, But actually this boat stayed longer than most, we hear it won’t leave until 10PM.
My plan was to go photo the ship, but the Senor suggested that we go to the pharmacy and see if he can get one of his prescriptions refilled here. And then go to the bank, then see about getting his watch fixed. Knowing the boat would be there later it sounded like a good plan. The prescription could only be refilled if we went to our Mexican doctor and get a new prescription from him first. As this is only sleeping medicine he decided to try a natural type instead and see if it would work before going to the Doctor. I keep telling him wine works great for me, I have no trouble sleeping and it’s a natural product. But he never listens to me. So on to the bank and then to the watch repair shop where they reassemble his watch that got dropped on our tile floor and disintegrated into many pieces, 20 pesos later it was reassembled and we were on our way. We took a different side street on the way back where we found gifts for our neighbor girls, the peanut brittle candy the Senor so loves, and my mango light drink that I have become addicted to and an old lady and her grandson selling strawberries and plums among other things So for 30 pesos we had fruit for a day or two. Back to the apartment for lunch and siesta.
My lunch of left over fish did not agree with me due to my ongoing digestive problem and I have decided any left overs from dinners we will bring back and feed to the roof cats who have come to our balcony nightly to enjoy the fine dinning. It seems like everyone here feeds someone, some
feed the street dogs, Javier our apartment manager and owner of the Liquor Store and Scooter rental business feeds the pigeons. There is a pair who spend their days sitting on the side walk in front to of his store, I tell him they are his pets. I’ve taken to feeding the roof cats this year. The only problem I have is getting very little feed back from them, they come in the night and I never see them on the balcony, but still I know they appreciate. Otherwise the street dogs and cats are left to rip apart the garbage bags that are put out on the streets each night for the garbage pick up in the morning. I have a fondness for cats and feel a little guilty for leaving ours for so long, even though I know our granddaughter does her best to take care of all his demands. In addition I feed our scraps of produce to the chickens who have come to know me and expect tasty treats.
Tonight the Senor wanted to go to Banditos for dinner , but we opted instead to go to Porto Ill Mare as they have great soup and I wasn’t wanting a big dinner. Tonight I had Gazpacho, a cold tomato soup I learned to love on my visit to Spain many years ago, the Senor with a bigger appetite selected the Spaghetti Bolognese, great service good food it really hit the spot. Signing off KO