February 3:
Got up early and made my way out of the room as quietly as possible. I am learning how to get the least possible shriek out of the door's hinges. As I get to the common deck I am stopped in my tracks.
A large golden ball is slowly sinking into the waters of the Pacific. The waters of the Bay of Banderas reflect the light of the setting full moon like a billion diamonds on display. It is stunningly spectacular! Unfortunately my small dated Canon cannot capture the image and do it any justice. I file it in my memory bank of outstanding things I have seen.
I sat and watched as the moon slowly dissolved into the Pacific and then I made my way to the OXXO store for my morning coffee. It was cool, about 16C but the day held promise of being a good one as there were no clouds in the sky.
As Patti readied herself for her Boca de Tomatlan walk with about a dozen of her friends ( I couldn't join them because the walk was too difficult for me and the shape my legs and balance were in), I had my breakfast of yogurt and bran flakes on the balcony and watched the life of Mexico unfold around me. I watched my brother-i-law on his motorcycle down below on the street preparing for a short jaunt.
After Patti left to meet the group at the Rosita, I got down to writing my February 3 diary blog. Right on cue my blackbird friend showed up. He seemed braver this time as he went from the railing to a table to the balcony floor and then across the sill into our room.
Discovering no crumbs and giving me a disgusted look, he took off to where there were better pickings.
Finishing my story, I discovered that the wi-fi was very intermittent causing me much headache in getting my blog published. I discovered also that my blog for February 2 had not gone through. After many attempts and some colorful language I was able to get through.
By now it was noon, so I put on my good walking runners and headed to the Malecon.
On the Malecon
is a branch of Banco Banorte which has an ATM which dispenses money in American dollars or Mexican pesos. As I had alerted my credit union of my travel plans, I had no difficulty in acquiring my pesos. But to get them I had to pay a $4.65 service charge plus a Mexican tax of $1.50 The pesos came out in $500 denominations (about $50 Canadian). My next step was to go into the bank and join the lineup of people waiting for teller service. There were 64 people ahead of me. I had time to count them as there were only 2 tellers on duty and the line moved snail-like. After waiting 5 minutes and moving up 4 places, I decided the pesos I had before my withdrawal from the ATM would carry me for another few days.
I returned to the hotel and had a ham sandwich and a Tecate. Then I changed into my trunks, gathered up all necessary pool stuff, and headed for the pool. It was very busy but I managed to snare a chair and soon I was working on my tan, my reading, and my pool exercises. There was a lot more activity in the pool as well because a group of about a dozen 20somethings were obviously enjoying a Mexican holiday.
There was a lot of horseplay, beer being consumed, picture-taking and selfies, and a lot of noise. It was fun to watch.
At about 3:00 p.m. there was the loud sound of a Harley Davidson motorcycle as it made its way into the hotel lobby. It caused a lot of incredulous glances and raised eyebrows. It was my brother-in-law returning from a bike ride to Bucerias. He had permission to park his very expensive machine beside the door of his room so that it wouldn't disappear overnight from a parking on the street!
He soon joined me at poolside and we shared some snacks and suds and stories. At about 4 I headed back to our room as I felt I was well-done on all sides.
Patti returned a few minutes later with much to talk about from her walk. They had bused to the head of the trail, hiked back to near the edge of town, had a lunch on the beach, and then took water taxis back to the pier and made the 2+ km walk back to the hotel.
After resting up, I went to Lay's and got us a supper from the deli. After the supper we took a slow mosey down some back streets and ended up eventually on Avenida de Mexico. I wanted an ice-cream so we went into Lay's and I bought us each a magnum ice cream bar.
We made our way back to the motel enjoying our treat. On the common balcony we stopped and chatted for a good while with some friends fromWinnipeg. One of them was a former student of mine from about 45 years ago. We had a great visit.
Back in our room we both decided to retire early because this business of being on vacation and relaxing was strenuous business and we needed our rest.
Got up early and made my way out of the room as quietly as possible. I am learning how to get the least possible shriek out of the door's hinges. As I get to the common deck I am stopped in my tracks.
I sat and watched as the moon slowly dissolved into the Pacific and then I made my way to the OXXO store for my morning coffee. It was cool, about 16C but the day held promise of being a good one as there were no clouds in the sky.
As Patti readied herself for her Boca de Tomatlan walk with about a dozen of her friends ( I couldn't join them because the walk was too difficult for me and the shape my legs and balance were in), I had my breakfast of yogurt and bran flakes on the balcony and watched the life of Mexico unfold around me. I watched my brother-i-law on his motorcycle down below on the street preparing for a short jaunt.
After Patti left to meet the group at the Rosita, I got down to writing my February 3 diary blog. Right on cue my blackbird friend showed up. He seemed braver this time as he went from the railing to a table to the balcony floor and then across the sill into our room.
Finishing my story, I discovered that the wi-fi was very intermittent causing me much headache in getting my blog published. I discovered also that my blog for February 2 had not gone through. After many attempts and some colorful language I was able to get through.
By now it was noon, so I put on my good walking runners and headed to the Malecon.
I returned to the hotel and had a ham sandwich and a Tecate. Then I changed into my trunks, gathered up all necessary pool stuff, and headed for the pool. It was very busy but I managed to snare a chair and soon I was working on my tan, my reading, and my pool exercises. There was a lot more activity in the pool as well because a group of about a dozen 20somethings were obviously enjoying a Mexican holiday.
At about 3:00 p.m. there was the loud sound of a Harley Davidson motorcycle as it made its way into the hotel lobby. It caused a lot of incredulous glances and raised eyebrows. It was my brother-in-law returning from a bike ride to Bucerias. He had permission to park his very expensive machine beside the door of his room so that it wouldn't disappear overnight from a parking on the street!
He soon joined me at poolside and we shared some snacks and suds and stories. At about 4 I headed back to our room as I felt I was well-done on all sides.
After resting up, I went to Lay's and got us a supper from the deli. After the supper we took a slow mosey down some back streets and ended up eventually on Avenida de Mexico. I wanted an ice-cream so we went into Lay's and I bought us each a magnum ice cream bar.
Back in our room we both decided to retire early because this business of being on vacation and relaxing was strenuous business and we needed our rest.
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