One and all,

It was another lazy Sunday and as you know by now, there was no blog on Monday morning. Sunday was not a beach day. We actually slowly made our way to the street about noon, after catching up on reading and e-mails. We had decided to do lunch out on Sunday and then have a quiet evening. For lunch, we tried a place not far from us that we meant to try last year, it is called Vegetarian Planet and many have talked very positively about it. It is a buffet that serves breakfast lunch and dinner.

It was very reasonable, just over $10 for the two of us. The food was, indeed, very good. There was a whole variety of salads. Some excellent greens with mushrooms, potato salads, a couple of interesting zucchini dishes and then a whole host of hot dishes: a very strange vegetarian stew which contained something that appeared to be either a meat (which it couldn't be at a vegetarian place) or a peasant bread. We never did identify what it was. The also had a very good soup, rice, fried potatoes, chile rellenos and black beans. All very good. Very small and the poor people seem to be cooking all the day.


Great experience and I hope to go back for breakfast before we head to Guadalajara.

Back home, very full, so it was time for a nap and, being Sunday, time for a little football. Later in the evening, we stopped out for a couple of drinks and some live music. Had a nice conversation with the owner of Época and then further down the Malécon for some live music by Steve York and his wife and the group we have seen before from Mexico City. Then home for the evening. However, not before we came across this concert celebrating the Rio Cuale, the river that separates the central part of town and the old town. Part of that excitement years ago, was the building of the bridge that united the two parts of town. The concert, featuring the "Culture of Movement" featured a pianist, electrified drummer and a firedancer.




We didn't stay very long as it was mostly loud. Home immediately after. Not very exciting, but very easy and pleasing day and maybe one of the warmest we had had.

Monday dawned and we realized that we now had less than two weeks left in Puerto Vallarta. It has truly flown by. After the walk that morning, we headed to the beach. It was a bit hazy, but very warm. Just sat and read (my turn to read the Virgin Suicides -- very captivating. Stopped at La Fuente del Puente for a little wine and then home for the afternoon, although it was already 3 p.m. by then. About 7 p.m. wen headed up the hill just above us for dinner at a marvelous little place Esquina de las Caprichos. It is a wonderful tapas bar and we had their wonderful aioli potato salad, tuna stuffed peppers, olives, and grilled calamari. While waiting for a table, we talked briefly to a couple also waiting for a table. Amazingly, they were from Battleground Washington. We talked a little more with them after dinner and discovered that he was a sculptor and not just a sculptor, but the sculptor of our favorite piece on the Malécon.


We finished up the night with a drink at Candela and I tried to get a good photo of the atmosphere of the place; it is truly a great place to just hang out in the evening.



From there it was home and we had a chance to talk to Polley's oldest son, Trent, about their exciting trip to Malaysia at Christmas. A very nice day.

Ed and Polley