Bienvenido, loyal reader. Please come along as Bruce and Mary join in with the revelers for a Semana Santa, Easter Week, beach day.
Inspired by reader Barb, Mary snaps this “Where’s Bruce?” pic.
This is the family to our right, chowing down on tostadas loaded with ceviche brought from home.
This is the family to our left. They are enjoying homemade pasta salad con salchicha, with hotdog slices, on tostadas, of course. One constant throughout Mexico seems to be the love affair with hotdogs.
For those of us who didn’t haul coolers of food from home, there are plenty of food vendors. This gentleman is selling watermelon and mangos on a stick along with other goodies. Note the bottles of hot sauce, believe it or not, they do go great with mangos and watermelons.
And that’s the only way to do palomitas, popcorn as well. I only help out a little as I’ve already treated myself to fish on a stick, but I can tell you that this popcorn is, and I wanted to say, “nose-running hot” but Mary won’t let me!
After floating over the bay this para-sailer comes in for a landing. These operators are being kept busy non-stop.
Looking back we see the locals have employed a first in, last out parking strategy. This is not the first time we celebrate not owning a car. We continue walking home “on the flat” taking the long way back down Olas Altas and Basilio Badillo instead of dealing with the hill between our end of F. Rodriguez and the pier. The streets are fairly deserted but they sure won’t be when the sun sets and the masses leave the beach. I’m glad we’ll be snoring by then.
Thanks for visiting, gentle reader. As usual any and all commentary is most welcome. Hasta proximo Domingo!