Days Drifting On By

One and all,

Well, having missed a day, I am pleased to tell you there is little to report. Routine has become routine. Polley meets with her feline congregation each morning

I manage to get my morning walk in each day and have to succumb to the Zumba class meeting on the square. It, frankly, just looks like too much work.

The weather continues to be quite warm, reaching a humid 90 degrees each day, but there is a sense that things are changing. I am interested to see what happens on 15 October. That seems to be the magic date all the restaurants seem to have designated as "Opening Day." Signs appear everywhere saying, Opening, 15 October." We shall see the signficance of that date.

The staff at La Fuente say that things have picked up a bit and there were at least 3 cruise ships in during the week. While there yesterday, I met a nice couple from San Antonio. Learned a bit about there city and the River Walk. They were enjoying PV and I was able to make a couple of restaurant recommendations for them. You are aware how small the tourist area of PV is as I ran into that couple on two more occasions within 24 hours.

The humidity has been high and Polley and I were projecting ourselves as possible drinking a case of beer a day. That, of course, led to bilingual pun! If we drank a case of beer each day, would that not, indeed, be "a case a dia." Get it, "quesadilla!" Oh well, it keeps us entertained.

One place that did open Friday, a bit earlier than 15 October, was Roberto's. This is a cafe/gelato place that sits directly down the hill from us and has umbrellas, chairs and tables right on the Malécon. It is a great spot to watch the sunset along with the activity of the Malécon in the evening.

Some of you have followed the blog before will, no doubt, recognize the "Dancing Couple." It was done by a Washington state artist. It is always one of our favorites.

While we were sitting there, I also caught this cab driver who was taking a break, sitting beside this bandito.

Just after I took the shot, he woke up and wanted 50 pesos for posing. Very fun.

Last night we decided we had had all the tuna, egg salad, ceviche and chicken we could stand. We headed for a Spanish place that we had not visited for a year or two. It has been open every time we passed by it this year. Wouldn't you know it. Last night, "Closed!" So, we scrambled down a block to a place called "No Way Jose." We had been there once before and had been less than impressed. The same this time. Polley has boring shrimp soup; my truffle quesadillas were a step up, but not great. It is a shame as the place has a nice feel and the owners are very pleasant. Unfortunately, that will not be enough.

So, life goes on. We are enjoying the apartment, and Kira and Lucy are with us almost constantly, both day and night. I will try and get some pictures of our place and share with you the hidden charms of our domicile. Have a great weekend!

 

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