Our second day in Melaque and we are almost back in the rhythm of this little town. We ate breakfast at Sr. Froy’s new place. He has relocated to a nice spot on the main highway, a bit farther walk, but still a very good meal. We walked back and pick up a few fruits and vegetables at the market. Then we got some sun, read and got ready for volleyball.
It is funny how things here are so modern, yet so many things are still directly out of the 60’s. In the main plaza there is a stand selling cell phones right next to the little cart selling fresh made churros. The people walk the plaza eating crepes made fresh on a grill next to the road, while cars and trucks thunder by blaring a mixture of traditional Mexican music and rap music from huge sound systems. It is such a dichotomy of time periods, but they exist together and everyone is very content. I bought a churro and walked over to see how much a throw away phone would be.
Here are six things that either happened or we heard yesterday that were worth noting.
1) (as a parade celebrating Guadalupe went by) Linda “you don’t have to have a good voice if you sing with enthusiasm”
2) (at Pedro’s Tacos as a bus goes by Larry inches from his back) Larry “even with that, this is my favorite place to eat, well not my favorite seat, but…”
3) I woke up this morning to the stylish brass sounds of the elementary school marching band practicing in the school yard down the street. There were very few correct notes and the marching band rhythm was a bit confused. Only in Mexico can you hear this music so early and played with such enthusiasm.
4) Did you know it takes 30 huge fireworks blasts to close the Festival of Guadalupe? Yes, at midnight too!
5) You can eat a meal for two, for just under $7 US, while having a conversation with a woman from Germany, while watching Larry avoid the traffic directly behind his seat.
6) Crepes are very good, but be prepared to get totally confused by the huge amount of spreads, fillings, and sprinkles that you will be asked, in Spanish, to place on the cake. I froze and my bail out was to point at Maggie’s, nod and say “dos.”
We sat on the beach and watched the sun set again last night. The wave boarders are getting ready for a big competition so they are out scanning the horizon for the next wave. It is a beautiful sight; the sound of the waves crashing on the shore is about all you hear. Then one of the boarders is crushed by the serf and his friends whistle, cheer and tease him as he shakes like a dog to get the sand and water out of his ears. It is like this most evenings, and I could get used to the pace of this lifestyle!