We learned there is a family of armadillos living near the pool. They are dusk creatures so we haven't seen them.
People are slowly setting up their gypsy-like camps including ourselves. Today we hooked up water and sewer, took another shopping trip this time to Rincon, checked out 2 hotels for friends, watched our neighbour paint his boat, set up bird feeders, sent 2 big bags of laundry out to be cleaned, folded, buttoned, sealed in plastic and returned to our door ($7), went for a swim in the pool, picked up a 940 ml bottle of Los Reyes amber rum ($4.01 !!), made pineapple salsa chicken in a slow cooker outside, and strawberry daiquiris.
crockpot on table
Kirk ogled a large coconut that dropped from a tree along our walkway. Time to start remembering we are not in Kansas anymore.
I love shopping in the Carniceria (butcher shop). Last night we tried a chipotle marinated pork cut into very thin steaks, it had smelled delicious in the shop and it was. I also bought half of a grandma's farm-size chicken and a half kilo of thick cut lean bacon. All for about $12. However, if you expect the butcher to wear gloves and wash hands between handling each type of meat you will be sorely disappointed. Reminds me of home when I was a kid. (You know, about 25 yrs ago) Somehow the meat seems to look and taste so much better than that bought on a slab of styrofoam. I know, I know, wait until my first case of food poisoning. Cook your food well, and if you want rare meat go to Puerto Vallarta Costco.
It is a beautiful, warm, humid night as I sit by the oficina using the internet. (The boosters aren't up yet.) Listening to the scratching of a cockroach in someone's tinfoil lunch wrapper, keeping an eye out for large spiders, seeing the ants emerge to eat a large bug I stepped on, and watching the geckos chirp and chase them all. Just so you know its not all roses. Buenas noches.
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