A Windy Day On The Gulf

We walked down to the pier to catch the big waves and the stormy sky. This family was out for a walk too.

Dinner!

Our front gate. They call the property Las Palomas.

The street outside the gate, very representative of this whole area except for along the main road.

The next block over. It is common here for construction to happen on a pay-as-you-go basis which we think might be why there appear to be so many abandoned projects. Decorations and style are always evident.

Waiting for phase 2?

Our place is outlined there in red. You can see C. 9 in the far lower right. It’s the only paved road on this part of the isthmus. Is it isthmus or some other name? I haven’t been able to figure it out. There’s a map back there on day two or you can just google ChaburnĂ¡.

We were driving down the main road outside town leading from ChaburnĂ¡ to Chelem and noticed a couple dozen parked cars. What’s that? Let’s find out. Only open on Mondays, it was a place selling things to white people! In the last many days we saw two white people eating in a restaurant and that was it. And then this, they’re all here, more ex-pat than tourist it seemed. A few of the vendors were local but mostly not.

The tables in the back entirely populated by white people. Notice the woman in the moon-shaped highlight, the one with the two adorable dogs…

..here she is featuring her tattoo.

In the back there was also a coffee cart cut from an old VW bus. And there are so many white people patronizing this place they even have a flat white, the order of coffee that the guy in at the Mexico City airport told me they don’t have in Mexico.

We were on our way to the vets to pick up something for Kai. It was delightful there at the vets, Kai is perfectly fine btw, and then we came home to eat leftovers and me to look at pictures, Cynthia to work.

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