Another day in Paradise! Actually there was a bit of a breeze today and some high clouds. We did the morning routine, I walk, Polley with her Pilates, try to answer a few e-mails, etc. and then we headed off to the beach. Found a good set of chairs to switch back and forth between sun and shade. The sun can be killer here and I wonder at some of these people who just put themselves directly into it for the whole day -- and believe me there are a lot of them. I did discover yesterday that when you came out of the water that you needed some sun as you dried off. Once you were dry, then the shade was ideal. The town (and beach) continue relatively quiet. People say that tourism is down and you can certainly seem to walk into just about any restaurant, any time, and get seated almost immediately. We did our two hours and two margaritas and then strolled slowly back home, getting there about 3 pm. Had a light lunch. Actually we just gobbled up the fresh bread that I had bought from the artisan baker that morning. It is called Fougasse and is a kind of meal in a loaf! It has zucchini, tomato, onion, etc., yet you don't really sense the presence of any particular thing. But it is good!
About 6:30 pm we did our little pre-func with José at the bottom of the hill and then met our friends, George and Pat, for dinner at Tony's Place. It is a very reasonable local spot. good Mexican food and very much a family operation. Tony greets you and waits the tables and his mother works the kitchen and bakes a marvelous flan. Polley had a specialty of the house, avocado soup (very rich and filling) and I had chicken livers (not something you see on every Mexican menu). We split two desserts among the four of us: the flan and a delicious cheesecake. Following the meal we strolled Malécon. I caught Polley and Pat while George was sneaking into McDonalds to use the restrooms)
We then headed back to a new place that a friend of Pat and George, Miguel, had opened. It is very near our place and is called No Borders. Miguel was a waiter at Ritmos Beach 15 years ago when he first met Pat and George and has finally realized his dream of having his own place. We stopped and had a beer and some more delightful conversation in one of the rooms just off the bar and overlooking the street.
A very comfortable place that I am sure Polley and I will return to. After 45 minutes or so, we bid ado to one another, already planning a breakfast sometime this coming week. Polley and I stopped into Candela on our way home. We are really in Mexico when we are in Candela. We were the only gringos and, I think, the only people over 25 in the place. Again, a wonderful atmosphere and Mexican waitress willing to put up with my struggling Spanish. As I think I have said before, in Candela there is only one language and it ain't mine!
That is it for now. More tomorrow although we don't plan to work very hard at it.
Ed and Polley
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