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Published: March 13th 2014
Red Snapper Feast
Wonderfully prepared with rice, peppers, carrots, potatoes, onions all in a great sauce. Cucumber, tomato, avocado salad. We ate almost all of it.Sunday, March 9, 2014
Easy day to write about because we didn't do much. Ping the cat woke us up prematurely so we ate an early breakfast at Cafecito. We swam. Joe went shopping for fruit and coffee. I read a book. Joe cooked dinner...great quesadillas and rice and replicated that wonderfully refreshing limonada I had last night at the Pescador. He picked the limes from the tree in the yard where we swim in the pool. Joe did his laundry and I had great intentions of doing mine. And as every day, we met more Canadians.
Joe just now jokingly told me he needs to get to bed early because he has a horseshoe tournament tomorrow. Life is tough. He's been reading about how to throw horseshoes on the internet. We'll see if it does him any good.
Monday, March 10, 2014
Met up with Roger's friends on the beach in the morning to watch the surfers and to get in on the latest gossip. Ate tacos at a cafe that doesn't seem to have a name. It's about six feet higher than the sidewalk and the steps leading to it are tires filled with sand.
Playa Manzanillo
We got to choose which fish we wanted. Cheap, but not that great although the morning beach crowd highly recommended it. It's another one of those places with no walls, not even for the kitchen.
Joe walked over to The Split Coconut to play horseshoes, didn't win but he and partner, Mike, did well. I stayed home and visited with the owners and heard the interesting story of how they built this house and later I went for a swim in the pool with Steve from across the street.
We took a taxi to El Adoquin to pick up a few things from the farmacia, then walked to Los Caracoles restaurant since we'd heard so much about it. Each night the chef prepares only three main entrees. I had coconut shrimp with fried eggplant and fried apple. Joe had fish in blackberry sauce. Both sound weird, but both were wonderful. Met more friendly Canadians there and had a good time with them. Decided to walk home and stopped by the Split Coconut for drinks and to listen to a good guitar player that was singing all the great songs from our college years. There was a lot of audience participation, those Canadians knew all the words,
too. We recalled the first night that we walked home from the Split Coconut that we were a bit wary of our surroundings. Tonight it all seemed so familiar and pleasant. We still try to walk only in the lighted areas and try to stay aware of what's going on around us, just as we'd do anywhere.
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Joe was up early, I slept in a bit. We took a taxi to Playa Manzanillo and spent a fun day snorkeling, swimming and splurging on a red snapper feast. Thanks to Roger we knew the way to walk home and where the dead ends are. Joe is tan enough now that the beach vendors don't bother him very much. I think they figure if he was going to buy something he would already have done it. We had a nice evening visiting with our landlord and having drinks on our front patio. I'm feeling the sun, I may have overdone it today. We tried to take a tour to the town of Huatulco today but the company said there was a "blockage" in the road. Playa Manzanillo was a great second option.
Wednesday, March 12,
Red Snapper Feast
It was much bigger than we expected, but we got about a B+ on finishing it. 2014
Took an early beach walk down to the Point and then ate at the wonderful Cafe Ole again and we ordered the same crepe and omelet we did last time. The food was as good as last time but the cafe cat, Domingo, twice jumped on my leg sinking her claws into me both times. Joe thought I was making too big a deal out of it, but then he wasn't the one getting attacked. We had Roger's dog stick with us and Joe brandished that about in Domingo's face and she left me alone after that. We walked back via the residential streets. This town seems to be filled with dozens and dozens of dreams of big hotels and homes that were never finished and are now abandoned and we saw many this morning. So many are in prime locations, seems so sad.
So all of Joe's online studying of "how to throw horseshoes paid off. He and his partner, Dale, beat 15 other teams for the big win today. Joe won about $10 (US). The tournament took five hours and I got a little worried wondering where Joe was.
Got tacos to go at
Playa Manzanillo
That's me waving to Joe. the Brown Taco, stopped at Juan's little store to get mangos, avocados, and a melon. Watching some tv tonight. Ping the cat is happy we're here.
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Karen Jones
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Ok, now you've got me worried. I am thinking you love PE so much you are thinking of buying one of those abandoned places. It certainly does look beautiful and I love how the laid back lifestyle sounds. But we miss you here in Prescott.