Doesn't anyone know a guy????

Well, we are still waiting for Mexican customs to clear our friends fridge part.  This is turning out to be more complex as the coming changes to government are effecting the current functioning of the office.  Is it a personal item or is it industrial?  If it's industrial maybe it has to go to Guadalajara first, did you say "Guadalajara??!!!".  Or maybe...not?

Is it just that they have the cultural issue of not wanting to tell us no?  The communication is there just not the results.  Throw in the fact that it is a holiday weekend, yes it is the Dia de la Revolución so Nov 19 and 20 are holidays.  Viva Mexico!!

Is the guy who speaks English still at work or is he off for the day???  Everyone is trying to be helpful but no movement of the part.  If this were Cuba we would ask "Doesn't anyone know a guy who knows a guy who knows a guy???"  Anyway at 3:00 today someone thinks they know a guy so they will let us know tomorrow morning.  This will not get us to La Peñita for the parade tomorrow with the dancing horses but we hope for a part and departure soon.

Meanwhile, we walk on a lovely beach searching for shells with the waves shushing about our feet, have a few beverages, go get ice for our friends fridge and enjoy the sunsets.  I can see you are sympathetic to our predicament.

There were 2 weddings this weekend.  One with an amazing band possibly the one who played last weekend.  There were so many guests and service vehicles that many people ended up parking all around us wherever they could in the RV area.

Guys setting these up around the area was a hint that this was a big affair.

The fireworks were great.  We enjoyed it.  However we did feel a bit like the poor cousins.  Both weddings were dressy affairs with black tie, gorgeous gowns and shining new cars.  We are experiencing the high end music and parties of Mexico which we do not hear or see so much of in the rural areas.  The people who come to set up the tables, chairs, bandstand, flowers, food, etc are very efficient.

The event ends around 1 or 2 and by 7 a.m. the next morning everything and everyone is gone just a few flowers left on a walkway even the ground has been raked free of tracks as Kirk and I walk to the beach.

They are like the little ocean whirlwinds we sometimes see at Baraka's -  here one moment as we watch in fascination, then gone.