Pirate Ship

This morning we had to go uptown for some business and also to take some shoes in to be repaired.
We found a shoe repair place and he told us he would both glue and sew both pairs of shoes and the cost would be 60 pesos, about $6.00. The soles were both coming off of my pair and on Roys the straps needed repairing. We thought that was not a bad price so left the shoes with him. He said they would be done by 6 or 7 PM this evening; but I will wait and pick them up when I go for spanish class tomorrow. Hopefully he does a good job on them, I am not really concerned as the quality of workmanship is usually pretty good here.
We wandered over to the Plaza de Pescador and took a look at some stuff that was on display and then went to see if we could see the pirate ship. It was anchored out in the bay so we got a good look at it. If you look closely you can see that it is flying the Jolly Roger as any good pirate ship should be, just to let you know their business.

While we were standing there another tour boat was pulling into the area. We saw this boat in the bay last year when the Nauticopa races were on, I think it is out of San Carlos; but am not sure.

Another look at the marina.

On The WayTo Spanish Class - Part Two

OK, are you done your soda? Time to get going or I am going to be late for class.
After leaving the shade and the soda man we pass by a coffee shop, good coffee there by the way; but a little warm there in the sun right now.

Now we turn and walk down Calle 25, as we get to my Spanish teachers home there is a plaque on the wall. This plaque commemorates the brave deed of a young Spanish woman, she alerted the Mexican troops to the fact that the French troops were preparing to invade our city. This was the battle of July 13, 1854 and is a date celebrated here. This lady was the great, great grandmother of my Spanish teachers husband.

Here we are at my Spanish teachers home. That was a nice walk wasn't it? It was only about 4 blocks, it just takes longer when you are looking around at everything.

Ok, class is over, time to go home. We retrace our steps back to the Plaza de Tres Presidentes; but go to the East side of it.

What do we see from here? Well across the street is the bay and the pleasure boat marina, the statue of the fisherman, some childrens rides and little shops to sell food and drinks.



We stand at the bus stop and wait for my bus. While we am waiting I hear music. I turn around and sitting in the shade in the plaza, is a fellow playing his saxaphone. Very nice, music to wait by.

Ok, here is our bus, time to go home. I think it is a bit cooler now, don't you. Well, maybe 1 degree or so.
Thanks for keeping me company.
Note: I was going to post a photo of my Spanish teacher; but she had just showered, her hair was wet and she had no makeup on, so she declined the photo op..

Just Some Random Photos

New Marina.

Across the bay.

Across from the new marina.

Lazy Sunday

Lazy Sunday

We spent a lazy day today. Roy was busy on his computer doing a fantasy football draft and organising his teams, while I was busy emailing and phoning people.

Today is my middle brothers 50 th birthday, hard to believe that the little disturber/instigator is that old. Anyway I figured I'd better give him a call, we hadn't talked for a long time and it was nice to connect again. I then decided to give one of Roys sisters a call and we also had a nice chat. Then one of my nephews beeped via MSN and we chatted for a few minutes with their voice chat, so much easier than typing.

I took a look in the frig and deep freeze and nothing jumped out at me, yelling cook me, cook me. Roy offered to step in and cook something and I counter offered with going out for dinner. We both agreed on that and decided to go uptown to Loncheria Doney, our favorite place to have papas locas. We haven't been there for quite awhile and it sounded good to me. If you are ever in town and want to eat there, just remember that they don't open until around 4 PM. They are also closed one day during the week; but at the moment I forget which day. We sat on the stools outside so that we could catch the breeze and also watch what was going on en la calle (on the street). The food was good as always and we enjoyed our meals.

Loncheria Doney the best place to eat papas locas.

It was just starting to get dark and the view of the church spires in the setting sun was pretty.

After eating we decided to stroll around the Fishermans Plaza (Plaza del Pescador). All the stands were open and the rides were running for the childrens amusement. The vendors selling balloons, toys, cotton candy, etc. were all out in force.
Churros, one of my favorite treats.

We stood and looked out over the harbor for a few minutes and watched a couple of young boys swimming. It is the first time that we have ever seen anyone swimming there and personally you couldn't pay me enough to get into the water there; but they were enjoying themselves.

Part of the new work on a marina for pleasure boats, it mustn't be open yet as there are no boats there. The small boat on the left hand side has been tied up there for a long time and apparently the fellow that lives aboard her is an interesting person. We have never met him.

We started to walk toward our bus stop, past the Plaza de Tres Presidentes, when a couple of clowns (actual clowns, not just goofy people) called us over. They were going to put on a show and were recruiting an audience. We walked over and sat down and after awhile they apparently decided that they had enough people to begin. They did some comedy routines, some acrobatics, some juggling, etc.. The crowd kept growing and eventually they had a pretty good audience. They were quite funny and the crowd loved them. We watched their act for quite awhile before hopping on our bus and heading home.

A nice relaxing evening.

No Fishing

No Fishing

The closer we got to San Carlos this afternoon, the cloudier it got. When we arrived at the marina where the guys usually fish, it was really cloudy and the wind was very strong. Not good weather for fishing from the shore.

Roy had seen some small houses on the other side of the marina and wanted to see if there was a road to get to them or if they only had boat access. We went around the marina and found a road; but decided that we didn't want to rub the bottom of the car off, so got out and walked. There is a big difference between the homes on one side of the marina and these homes. These were fishermens homes and were made out of various pieces of tin, etc.. When we returned home, Ciro (who had been unable to come with us) told us that this area is called the "kitchen". It is a very poor looking area, in marked contrast to the other side of the marina.

Homes on one side of the marina.

The road to the homes on the other side of the marina, and the homes there. Click on this photo to enlarge it to get a better view of the homes.

As we walked along the road we happened to look up and saw a home that had been built into the mountain. We are assuming that there was a cave there and he just built the front wall of the house. It is very interesting looking.

We walked all the way to the homes and down to the water behind them, there are some interesting color and formations on the rocks in the area. On the way back, I was watching closely where I put my feet as it was very rough. Sprawled across the road right in front of where Roy was ready to put his foot down was a snake. I hollered at him and he stopped and looked down. The snake was a couple of feet long, very thin maybe about the thickness of your little finger and green. He was alive; but not moving, perhaps he was trying to warm up in the sun. I don't know and as far as I was concerned he should have still been sleeping in his hole. Roy walked over him and I hopped over his tail end and took off down the road. No, I did not stop and take a photo of him. Roy had a good laugh at me, and my snake paranoia. We told Ciro about the snake later and he said, "it's OK, he is a friend". I told him that the snake was no friend of mine and he laughed. He also told us that besides the rattlers there are other venomous snakes here that are red, black and yellow; so I am assuming that he is referring to the Coral Snake; but I could be wrong.

Other than the snake, it was a nice walk. We returned home to eat the roast beef that I had cooking in the crock pot.

There are more photos here: http://travel.webshots.com/album/558058576aoLWMJ?vhost=travel&start=36

Entrance to the marina.

Interesting looking mountain.