I wish there'd been more laundry on the clothesline at the small tienda across from the elementary school that morning!
I can't say I've ever been in Kokonuts on Hidalgo. I actually thought it closed long ago until I looked up that morning.
Fishing boat down at the docks.
Juarez Gate
Mayan textiles.
Old Coca Cola sign on wall.
Another Isla clothesline.
I love these gardens in the medians along Rueda Medina.
Cool old van. Get on the bus!
House on Juarez.
We got in about 20 minutes of hunting before the deluge came. We ran to one of those white gazebos on the new malecon and waited out the storm there.
The rain let up and we headed back into town, but not before I noticed someone else's bounty from the sea!
Since we forgot to pack our hip-waders, we decided to walk down Juarez where there are curbs to keep us high and dry.
We soon realized we needed to make another trip to the mercado for our morning juice, so we cut back to Guerrero.
No need to keep using those Emergency C packets with all the fresh squeezed juices on Isla! Ten pesos a bottle!
By the time we got back to the room, the air was fresh and clean and the clouds had parted. So we sat down to breakfast on the balcony once again with fresh papaya, watermelon, bananas, and Bimbo from the mercado.
Soon after breakfast, another squall moved in. We quickly moved inside, and that gave me the time to examine the day's take. I can't believe how much we picked up in such a short period of time. Some really cool pieces of seaglass!
We hadn't eaten at Mocambo since it was just Lancheros. It was nice and cool under the palapa. There's no better way to spend a hot afternoon than under a cool palapa watching the boats and activity down at the docks! I also get some kind of sick enjoyment out of watching daytrippers if they're being obnoxious. The couple next to us had a huge plate of ceviche in addition to each having a large entree plate and multiple drinks. Livin' large! But then the guy almost got himself into a fight with a necklace vendor who was understandably a little aggressive since he's probably desperate to earn some money right now. All it took from me was a polite 'no gracias,' but Mr. Potato Head had to make smart ass remarks to him about the quality of his jewelry, taking it outside the restaurant, etc...
After visiting Ricardo at his new Fire Opal location, we headed over to the supermercado to stock up on snacks. A couple of items reminded me that Halloween's approaching quickly!
For dinner, we walked back down Hidalgo and settled in at Viva Cuba Libre. Craig ordered the Cuban sandwich and I had the Green Salad. Both were huge and wonderful. I forgot my camera, so no photos, but we'll probably be splitting the other half of the Cuban for breakfast tomorrow. After our nightly stroll down Medina overlooking the water, we were in for the night!
I noticed these two little brothers on Isla Mujeres in December 2005 and couldn't resist taking a few photos of them on the dock. They were truly happy and content in the moment! Kind of like me! :)
I happened across something last night that was just too much fun! This process, bakumatsu koshashin, supposedly makes photos look 100 to 150 years old. So here's some 'old' Mexico!
This last photo is me down in Tulum, and believe me, I FELT 100 years old. I'd been sick for two days on bad shrimp!