Ah, Warmer!

Dear family and friends,

Just a quick note to let one and all know we arrived in Puerto Vallarta where the weather outside is delightful. Actually, for those of you who know where we stay, what with no actual windows, the weather inside is about the same! Mornings have been a bit cool, but that is only relative to the 80+ degrees during the day. Everyone has been praising the weather for the month of November and it seems to be continuing into the last month of the year.

Except for dropping my sunglasses in my brother's car on the way to airport, thus leaving them behind, all went well on the flight. Polley and I, taking every advantage of her cane, was whisked through passport control and secured our luggage in a matter of minutes. A few moments later, out landlord picked us up and we made our way into town and up the hill to the apartment. Of course, as most of you know, there are 83 steps to our apartment, so it was a bit of a slog with the 5 pieces of luggage, but that which does not kill us, makes us stronger.

Polley has been dealing quite well with the challenges of Mexican sidewalks: broken, uneven, cobbled, etc. She will doubtless gain some stamina over the coming weeks. We made it just down the hill to El Patio for salad and a couple of beers on Tuesday, having been up from about 2:30 am Portland time. We were pretty wiped out. Wednesday was pretty much devoted to setting up the apartment as best we could. While the landlord (hereafter referred to "Alfred," or "Fred") had tiled the floor of our place, it was still in a bit of disarray, with curtains down, shelving disassembled, and tiling materials still scattered about. There will be more to do on Thursday. Also needed to gather some groceries, at least coffee and wine. We had a nice lunch at out favorite haunt, El Fuente del Puente (The Fountain (which does not work!) at the Bridge. As we have said before, it is an excellent kitchen and we enjoyed some Cream of Spinach soup and their wonderful, zesty Tortilla soup. What with the chips and salsa, it is a meal that lasts the whole day.

In the afternoon, we reaquainted ourselves with the famed "siesta." And just managed to get down the hill to another our regular beats, Robertos, for the sunset, which I will say was nothing to write home about -- so I won't! We enjoyed a glass of wine, and met up, quite by accident, with our friend Reg, the 62-year old, always single, wheat farmer from Manatoba. Great guy, who we always thoroughly enjoy. With that, and Polley having walked her furtherest distance since arriving, we caught a cab up the hill, pretty done in for the day.

Before closing, however, I must say, that the cats were all waiting for us and, truly, seemed to recognize us as we came up the hill. Several appeared to be nearly Pavlovian as they began salivating at the thought of Polley's daily feedings. All the regulars were there, but there was a new kitten

For some reason the program will not allow the photos as it says they are password protected or something. Anyway, he is a very cute guy who took to us immediately and was sleeping with us all last night. I will work on photos in the near future

So, for those who you who are regular followers of our Mexican adventures, little has changed here. For newcomers, little has changed here. Which is why we come back again and again. More soon!

 

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