Zihuatanejo Mexico – Page 16

MONDAY SWEET MONDAY WITH NOTHING TO DO BUT…..

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

Jaavier's pet pigeon — Jaavier’s pet pigeon

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.

Zihuatanejo from the roof just before sunrise

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

EVERYDAY PEOPLE

The other day I chose to walk to the Commercial for our supplies. I started from the bridge to La Madera where I fed my flock of chickens and walked along the canal. From Plaza Kyoto to the Commercial they have built a new pedestrian path which makes the trip a breeze. I’m guestimating it’s about a mile, a 20 minute walk. Once there the air conditioning is muchly appreciated.

Along the way I did notice how unless you are rich, your homes are quite boxy, and seldom with any style. Boxy 3-4 story apartment buildings. Or smaller boxes stacked on one another which may be a different home on each floor. Very little color, mostly white, but not a bright white, some pink and some green. The residential areas I see are mostly unattractive, little gardening done except on an occasional balcony. Interspersed you might see a lovely home with beautiful iron work, gates and patio’s. But it is the exception. The wealthy visitors, and residents have incredible villas on the hillsides, with fantastic views and infinity pools high above the masses. Sometimes I get so busy taking pictures of the extraordinary that I forget to take picture of the ordinary.

Zihuatanejo is not what one would call a beautiful town. But a town with great character. It is a fishing village at heart. At the pier there is a beautiful shrine to the Virgin Mary “La Reigna de la Gente de Mar”, the queen of the people of the sea. The church that is just around the corner from us is jam packed every Sunday with standing room only 3 deep out side the many doors Signing off KO

We hear the bells of this church every Sunday

M-DOCK BAND, SAILFEST AND MORE

The Senor and I went to the M-Dock concert last night at El Pueblito restaurant. It is a large open court yard restaurant, very beautiful. The M -Dock band I believe is out of Michigan, or one of those cold states.

They’ve been coming for the last 13 years to benefit Sailfest which will officially start the first week in February. While here they pick up a couple of local musicians to play with them, Steve Calvert and Allen Alto. An when I say local, they are local not only to Zihuatanejo, but also Kitsap/No Mason counties in Washington. Also was Paco Padilla, a charming Mexican recording artist, with a great voice and beautiful guitar.

We arrived early to get good seating and frankly we got there way too early. Our previous experience was get there early before all the good seats are spoken for. Not so much last night. The crowd was good, but not packed. anyway we had a fun evening dancing. It was good to get the Senor away from his TV.

Anyway we bought our new Sailfest T Shirts and today I delivered a shopping bag full of colored pencils and crayons and a few odds and ends for the needy children. I guess I failed to mention that Sailfest raises funds with a week full of fun activities that replaces sub standard schools with real buildings. These are the schools of the poorest children, many of them of lesser quality than our chicken coop. When replaced they have bathrooms with running water and concrete/brick buildings with electricity. It’s a project we choose to support.

On my morning walk to feed my chickens I also needed to find a deserving street dog for meat scraps from El Senor’s dinner. I am noticing a preponderance of cats and not so many street dogs. I

have heard that from time to time and as funds are available the local humane society rounds up some of the street dogs to neuter to keep the population down. I finally found a nice fellow who checked me out first to make sure I was friend not foe and then eagerly accepted my treats. Street dogs are remarkably well behaved, they seldom bark, they don’t beg, and they don’t follow you after getting a treat, they are very gentle, but wary enough to watch out for those who will give them a swift kick.

Later in the afternoon I past a shop with 2 ladies sewing on an antique, rusty looking sewing machines making beautiful dresses. There was one I really wanted, but it was strapless. At my age straps to cover bra straps are a necessary thing. I tried on the dress, loved it but said Yo nessicito (I need) and snapped my straps. They showed me some extra fabric and told me 10 minutos. So I waited while she put on the straps, paid my 500 pesos which converts to $37.55. An absolute bargain and I love the dress. Pictures tomorrow.

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