Yesterday was pretty low key compared to climbing buried pyramids, falling off walls, and drinking pajarete for breakfast. This time we broke our fast at La Casa del Café:
Doesn't look too impressive from the street, but it's wonderful on the inside.
When we just could NOT sit and sip our excellent huge lattes in Mexican pottery cups for another minute, we walked around the immediate neighborhood.
It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood!
What's bigger than the giant seagull of Inverness?
Being Friday, it was already starting to get crowded on Calle Morelos, our home street.
It was still pretty mellow on the Malecon...
...especially for a casual fisherman.
A park runs the length of the walk along the lakeside, with a skate park, a fountain, a playground, and public restrooms. On that subject, a word to the wise traveler: bring 5 pesos (about US25c) Someone waits outside the restroom to collect your fee and hand you a carefully folded and fairly generous allocation of papel hygienico. There is none of this vital resource to be found inside, so you'll find it 5 pesos well spent. Many restrooms in Mexico charge for admission, but most of those do provide toilet paper. No matter where you roam, it pays to be flexible.
Somewhere between breakfast and dinner, we did some shopping, which is harder than it looks, Barbie to the contrary*. That exertion demanded a siesta before going out for the evening.
We met Jak and Karawynn for dinner. For those to whom those names are unfamiliar, these are friends of a few of us who moved to Ajijic five years ago. They now own a house on the west side of town, and are still pretty thrilled to be here. They miss some conveniences, but the fact that they can afford to live makes up for a LOT.
We ate at Pasta Trenta, not far from our hotel. Very good food.
We walked back to the hotel, and much as in the daytime the people sitting out on their porches or strolling along the street offered a friendly greeting. It's pretty rare to pass by someone who doesn't acknowledge your presence. It's just the way they do things around here.
Tomorrow's story will include large fowl, chance meetings, and adventures in taxis. Don't touch that dial!
