Dear One and all,
I know, another 3 days have passed with no reports. Again, I apologize, but this time the delay was caused by my believing something significant might come into our lives. It didn't. Mind you I am not complaining, but in terms of news, there will be little of a dramatic nature in today's blog.
The days are warming up and that seems to be the topic for most people we meet. It may be the reason that many come for the month of February and then head north once again. We still find the days delightful, but we are moving closer to spring and summer with each passing day, and down here, that means warmer temperatures and a bit more humidity. Yesterday, at mid-afternoon, it was 82, but it was reported to feel like 85. For the Canadians, this is becoming too warm, yet in the mornings the poor Mexicans are freezing and are often seen in scarves and hoodies. In our open-air apartment, we wander around in the minimal decencies and feel perfectly comfortable. We are, however, finding less and less need for any sort of blanket at night.
Monday we ventured out for dinner, to a place we had enjoyed previously, Boco di Vino, an obviously Italian place in Old Town. We shared the seafood soup and were, sadly, disappointed. They place has a lovely garden setting, but even it was not enough to compensate for the old seafood in the soup. Even the garden was packed with diners and seemed to lack a bit of the charm that it has held before. Perhaps we are becoming a bit jaded.
Tuesday we decided to lunch out at the little cafe down the bridge in the park. It is a lovely, quiet setting, just a short walk from a main, busy thoroughfare. Yet, it is so peaceful. A nice change. However, while lunch was fine, we were again reminded how good the kitchen is at La Fuente. Polley had Tortilla Soup and I had some grilled beef tacos. The soup, which we have often at La Fuente, lacked the subtlety of flavors of our favorite spot. The grilled beef tacos were actually quite good. While there, and with the sky a clear blue, I did get a picture of the hill on which we live.
This photo is taken over the roof of one of the buildings of the cultural center. Our place is not visible, but lies just below and to the left of the white and red radio attenna. There are, obviously, some very nice places on that hill.
Last night, we met some new friends, Art and Marilyn, for a drink at a beach place called Burros Bar. Art and Marilyn are those rare people from Vancouver, Washington, not BC! Very nice people and we had a lovely time with them, sharing two buckets of Coronas and stories about one another. I do hope we have another opportunity to see them. Thoroughly enjoyable. I only wish I had been less involved in talking and listening and had gotten a photo!
The high point of the last 3 days was, no doubt, Tuesday evening. We went down to Roberto's for some wine and the sunset. It was, perhaps, the most spectacular since arriving. I know we have sent other impressive moments of puesta del sols, and there may have been one or two equal to Tuesday evening, but it was certainly right up there.
While early on the swirling cloud formations were eye-catching, I caught this sailboat passing quite close to the Malécon.
The, the eye of the cloud formation formed a kind of circle around the setting sun
The sun then began to pass below the bank of clouds as a pelican passed by, focused on the sea and his/her dinner.
As the sun was ready to dip into the sea, another sailboat passed in the opposite direction and appears to be nearly set ablaze by the heavenly fires
With the fire gods satisfied by devouring the sailboat, the colors became more muted. This often happens, where the the show seems to continue long after the sun has left.
However, after being softened, the colors begin to intensify. The swirling cloud patterns continue, seeming to following the lead of the dancing couple, and provideed a heightened dramatic effect, like some brilliant, abstract painting
Finally, leaving us with this amazing image that seemed to be there for a minute and, then as night crept in the color was just as quickly was gone. I give you these photos with the reminder that countless times I returned to our table at Roberto's, only to have the sky provide an encore. I was up again, often at Polley's urging, to capture yet another beautiful moment in this constantly evolving montage of colors. It was the real drama in 3 days of dull, but oh so comfortable routine. More soon!
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