Since we work for a Canadian moderation company, American Thanksgiving Day is just another workday, they had their T-day last month. So here we are slaving away with classic T-day TV fare on in the background. The parade has just ended and the Kennel Club is doing their National Dog Show.
After work we do our usual Zumba workout (we are actually learning some Latin steps) and then we bus into Centro to visit the Main Post Office. The kids had gone in on a BD gift for Mary which should have arrived long ago so we head out to check it out.
I am in front of the main PO in Centro on Calle Columbia just beyond Calle Venezuela.
All in Espanol, Mary does a great job of explaining our situation and she has come prepared with passports and a CFE statement, electric bill (you are not allowed to die down here w/o a CFE bill). The clerk goes through her extensive log book and sure enough there has been a package sitting here since Nov 2. We’re not sure why we never got a notice but I’m sure glad that Mary thought to investigate. And here is Mary’s BD gift. As you can see she is pretty happy. The service here, in a very relaxed atmosphere, has been excellent. I doubt that mail service employees, here in Mexico, go “postal” very often.
Cast as a mule once again, I am taking a tip from the locals. This is a lot easier.
We have walked the Malecon to Bar Oceano and Mary is standing at the rather nondescript entrance to this second floor restaurante.
We are lucky enough to get a table overlooking the Malecon and the Pacific, so naturally…
We start off with a couple 12P Pacificos and chips and salsa.
One of the many cool things about Bar Oceano is the live jazz music. Backed by a sound machine this musician does a wonderful job with old and new tunes. At the moment he is doing a very smooth cover of Norah Jones’ Turn Me On.
We have noticed that Bar Oceano caters to locals but with plenty of gringo tourists mixed in, so we are pleased that they have not become so “gringo-ized” that they would offer some sort of Thanksgiving Day turkey special. So off the regular menu we have ordered Fajitas Pollo para compartir, to share, and here they are! It is very tasty, but a warning… don’t touch that griddle, it is red hot!
The service at Bar Oceano is always excellent and today our mesero is Pedro. All the servers here speak English but they will gladly accommodate you if you want to practice your Espanol.
Pedro is kind enough to take a pic of us at our table.
Our new young friends, the fun-loving sisters Danielle and Nichole. They are sitting at the table next to us and we are having fun swapping stories. They are San Diegans on a cruise with 25 other family and friends and they have to be back on the boat by 8, so they are maximizing their time here in PV.
We’re back home now, on our front deck and returning a Skype call to our daughter Helen. She and hubby Caleb are at my mother Margaret’s for Thanksgiving. We love our lives, here in PV, but at times like this we are a little sad to be so far from family. C’est la vie.
Thanks for visiting, gentle reader. Bruce and Mary would love to hear about your Turkey Day so please feel free in sharing. Hasta proximo Domingo!