As we move further into November it keeps getting hotter. Most unusual! It should be getting cooler. Depending on which weather channel you tune into the highs are in the low to mid 90’s and you get the “feels like” at about 100-106 . The breeze that usually blows in off the bay is non existent.
A storm is predicted for Tuesday which hopefully will cool things down a bit.
I have a couple of home projects that I am working on. Yesterday I bought new curtain rods for my apartment. I have an electric drill and drill bits for concrete. I also picked up fabric to recover my
couch. It got stained last year and i wasn’t able to get it clean.
My limited Spanish helps in making purchases and “google translate” helps me with words I don’t know . But Tuesday I will resume Spanish classes. Last year I started with my friend Faye and another couple and it will be with the same group again. It should be fun.
I came across a little restaurant with some unusual seating and then later saw these beautiful swings. In my yard at home I have had a wood board swing for years. I think I will have to replace it with one of these beauties. Signing off KO
Yesterday after breakfast at the Zihuatanejo Pancake House, our favorite breakfast place, the Senor headed to Zoe’s and got the full treatment, a pedicure and a hair cut.
We then walked about town a bit, I bought a pair of sandals I’d been eyeing. The Senor calls them my “duck dynasty” shoes as they are army green and the straps have frayed edges. I think they are cute and they are so comfortable which for me is unusual. We stopped by the sewing ladies who fixed straps for my
dress and took their picture and then discovered a new ice cream shop that is literally right under our noses. There are plenty of places to buy ice cream, but few have a place to sit and eat your ice cream. The lobby of the movie theatre that is directly across the street from us is open for food and snacks during the day and they have a good selection of ice cream and tables and chairs that are shaded. How cool is that! after ice cream, back to our apartment for siesta.
That night I attended the “chick party”. I’d been hearing about it hear and there and decided I would go. A little nervous about walking into someone’s home by myself not knowing if I would know anyone there, but I did know couple of people and met more. This party was held on the terrace and what a terrace it was. It was on several levels and much larger than most homes, mostly covered overhead with a view to die for. It is situated high above the far end of La Ropa almost Las Gatas with the
most amazing view of all of Zihuatanejo Bay. The event started at 6 and I’m sure the timing was so that the guests could enjoy the sunset. And enjoy I did. Several artist and vendors were there displaying their wares. but there was no pressure to buy. You bought tickets for drinks, there were door prizes and I won a bracelet. A very nice evening in a gorgeous place with many lovely people. I am so glad I went.
I started the day off with great ambition. As I’ve said before I’m an early riser so at 5:30 I’m up on the roof top with my coffee to photo the sunrise. Then I decided I would go to La Madera beach and swim at first light.
Friends told me the other day how calm it was and how the porpoises were playing in the bay. That was not the situation today however. I looked at the waves and decided since I forgot my goggles I would pass. While there I watched a woman push an object back into the surf several times. thought it was a dead fish. But no, it was not dead, but definitely a little under stress. I must have watched for 30 min as this fish was pushed back out in to the surf and I could see what looked like 2 fins twitching just above the water as he tried to make it out past the breakers only to be brought back to the sand. The beach cleaners came and tried with their rakes to give him a good push out to sea, but back he would come. After some time and a few good waves he was no longer visible and I hope he made it back out to sea. I know how he feels as sometimes the breakers just work against you. I may try again tomorrow.
The Senor slept late, I got bored so I took myself out to breakfast to the Zihua Pancake house. One of our favorite places. They have eggs Benedict and will do them my way. Just eggs and the sauce, nothing else. Ran in to Jack and Barb there only to find they have been under the weather and that’s why we haven’t seen much of them. Suddenly my phone rings and I know it is the Senor, he has woken and is doing his own breakfast. That’s only the second time were have used our phones, but someone else is using them big time as the Senor has 24 messages. Our plan is to go to Telcel in Ixtapa where they will fix this problem for us, then on to the Comercial for Groceries and back home.
In Ixtapa at Telcel we wait 20 minutes while all 9 windows are busy and of course we get the window where the nice lady speaks almost no English. So I explain our problema and she says she fixes it “cancelar all calls” but 5 min after leaving the phone is beeping with text messages. Of course we don’t answer, but the constant beeping is irritating.
Next stop Comercial Mexicana where we pick just enough to last us a day or two. What we can contain in our “old lady shopping cart”. We find this much better as then we aren’t lugging bag after bag a block from where the taxi can let us off. The Senor has become very big on taxi’s this year, just as long as I verify what the fare will be in advance.
Lazy afternoon of napping and watching the news on our sling media set up. Salad and a baked potato for the Senor for dinner on our balcony while watching probably the most spectacular sunset I have ever seen. The colors were so vivid, but my camera didn’t catch the full effect. The view towards the sunset from our balcony is across some roof tops that are just plain ugly, but once you get past the roof tops it is so exquisite you forget the forefront.
As I sit on the balcony tonight sipping my vino, I hear the bongos and assume it it the couple that play and dance and throw fire torches while they dance. But by the time I get my self down the stairs to the street Javier tells me I’m too late, but offers me a chair and of course then a shot of Tequila. While I sip my tequila I meet an Italian lady, a BC lady and a Mexican deaf lady. What a variety of languages we have going on. I tell the Italian lady in my spanish that my daughter lived in Gaeta Italy and one of my grand daughters was born in Napoli. What a small, wonderful world we live in. Signing off KO