Around Laguna Chapala, the malecón (mah le CONE) is where life happens. A malecón is any boardwalk or cement walkway around a waterfront. When Frida, the dog, was still with us at this house, I took her for a walk there one weekday. I could have shot a scattergun and not hit anyone. It was deserted except the poor kid who has to charge five pesos to use the public restroom. One or two other folks flitted in and out, but TODAY! Today it was jumping. The parking lot was full of cars. Guys sitting on their cars drinking and listening to music. People were walking around with their families, mothers pushing strollers, kids running and jumping.
There was a young lady having pictures done for her quincenera, a giant party almost every Mexican girl has when she turns fifteen. Costs about as much a a wedding. There are a couple of pictures of her photo shoot below.
We walk out on the pier to the little covered structure mainly because you are supposed to do that, and suddenly we are on a boat, going for a twenty minute boat ride. It only cost a
buck and a half (30 pesos) each, and we enjoyed it. When we got back to shore, Rose wanted one of those flowery looking pineapples everyone had. Don't miss the pics! The thing is a work of art. Ninety pesos and we brought about half of it home, because the bees wanted it more than we did.
All in all, we had a nice walk down to the malecón and back home. Glad to be back in the shade with a nice glass of ice water. More pics at the bottom of the page, I think 35 or so. Check them out.
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