The Day Goes As It Goes

The day goes as it goes.  I heard this quote on House Hunters International in regards to the slower pace of living in another Latin American country and it struck a note with me.

Recently we were on the island with newbies.  They wanted to schedule every day.  I think they had a hard time grasping our way of life on Isla.

After years of traveling to the island, we do a lot of nothing.  We wake up and let the day go as it goes.

If it's sunny, we might go to the beach.  Along the way, we stop off at our favorite coffee shop or the juice tienda on Juarez.

We spend a few hours soaking in the saltwater and relaxing in the shade.

Once we've had enough sun, we stroll back through El Centro.  I take photographs and Craig hangs back in the shade.  This dog also takes the day as it goes, rarely moving from his favorite spot.  I swear I snap the same photo of him every year.

We also enjoy watching people, just like our little friend here.  If we're feeling salty and itchy, we cab back to the room to wash off before walking to someplace close for a late lunch.

The Loaded Nachos at Barlito is one of our favorites!

Or -- we might split the Cheeseburger in Paradise and Sweet Potato Fries at the Soggy Peso.

If it's not raining or too hot, we stroll back home in a weak attempt to burn calories, snapping more pictures along the route.  

Love these side by side doors in the colonias.

 I wave to the guys cooking lunch at Kash Keken.

Locals line up at Tacqueria AA.

The rush is gone at the local tortilleria.

I'm guessing this souped up Bug belongs to Green Verde's Oscar?

We walk around our favorite little sidewalk dog along the way.  He's also been in the same spot for years. At this distance he's fine, but I once spoke to him and he greeted me with a snarl.  Turistas!

Back home, we lounge in the palapa by the pool listening to the waves and watching iguanas and boats pass.

After a dip in the pool and a nap, we ponder dinner.  Where'd the day go? 

It goes as it goes.

Slideshow Time

Presenting the May trip slideshow!

People Pics

I think I mentioned we love people watching almost more than lounging on the beach?

You never know what you'll see when the next load of daytrippers flood the streets.

Craig and I were sitting back in the palms on Playa Norte one morning and he said, "There's a man with a blow up doll."  He had a real female friend with him, so don't let your thoughts go there.  The blow up babe was sitting underneath the umbrella, so I decided to get a photo.  The friendly guy in town with the Pensacola Regatta offered to pose.  One of my favorites pics from this trip!

All I can say is no comment.

I stumbled upon a man willing to pose in front of the Bimbo truck.  

Not sure what this vendor sells, but he rings a triangle so customers can hear him approaching.

This little girl walking her pooch posed for a photo while we were drinking our frappes at Mogagua.  A friend fluent in Spanish asked why she was out of school.  Classes were cancelled in Quintana Roo for a rain day!

This is a sad people pic -- a procession down Juarez towards to cemetery.  R.I.P.

This man carries a heavy load everyday peddling his baskets.

Another Isla icon, she sells fruits and vegetables on this corner in El Centro most mornings.  Looks like she's almost sold out for the day!

The pan man rides the ferry over from Cancun to sell bread goods from this metal container he carries on his head.

She thinks she's human!  She's got a seat at the table.

Queso Man's another icon!  I try to get a photo every trip.  A friend who lives in Merida saw him on the street one day there.  He wasn't selling cheese.  The friend sang the Queeee sooo, Oa Caca song to him and Queso Man looked astounded.  He he he.  He walks from town to the colonias and back selling his cheese.  I'm guessing he visits the island on certain days of the week like the pan man.

This little girl's doing homework in front of Cafe Cito.  

Schoolgirls in uniforms on their way home around noon.

Girls headed to Playa Norte with floaties.

Azul

30 Minutes on the Corner

In our early years on Isla, we were obsessed with sun and sand.  Now we spend part of our day on the corner of Juarez and Mogagua.  Yes, I know that's not a street, but I'm too lazy to research.  I'm on vacation!   We're addicted to frappes and people watching.  Here's this morning's sampler.

 

 

 

 

 

It would appear we may have too much time on our hands!  LOL