Musical Connections

One and all,

Another warm, but very cloudy day in PV. Everyone is remarking on the weird weather they have had this winter: very rainy December (glad we missed that) and many cloudy days since then. As I type this morning, however, the skies are clear and I have just returned from a very warm walk. Polley has developed a bit of a cold, so I don't know if the beach will be in our plans today or not.

Yesterday was our knock-about-town day and we did just that. Sat on the beach and drank beers delivered to us by our friendly old "too much tequila" man, who always maintains, regardless of when you get there, that the night before he had had too much tequila. As I say, it was warm, but cloudy. Also very still. PV beaches have been remarkably quiet so far this year. People talk of the recession and the swine flu, both of which are blamed for the lack of tourists. We have also noticed that places that in the last two years had immense staffs, now are operating at a minimum.

Anyway, it was another lazy day in Paradise. In the early evening, however, we went to Que Pasa! This had been a favorite bar of ours the first year down here, but last year the proprietor got crossways of the landlord and the place was closed. It apparently re-opened last March. Bobby Tansem, a musician we have talked about before was apparently holding an open mike session at Que Pasa, so we dropped in and reconnected with Bobby. We just had a beer and listened to him play the guitar and sing (no one else seemed to be contributing to open mike. Bobby played until 8 p.m. and then went from guitar and classic rock to the flute and easy listening jazz at a very nice restaurant, La Palapa. So we followed Bobby down there, had a couple of glasses of wine while he and a guitar player entertained us for an hour or so. Tonight Bobby has another group of musicians, several of whom we used to enjoy, playing at a new Tex-Mex place called Nacho Daddy (Clever no!). So we have decided on an early dinner and a little more music tonight.

After La Palapa, we headed to Candela (you have to stop, it's on the way home) for a glass of vino tinto della casa. Home for left over Candela pizza from the night before and to bed about 11. Lazy, but very enjoyable day.