Playing games

After the events of the day Rosalie and I relaxed with a few drinks. We were talking and getting a bit intimate when I asked her if she wanted to play. I could tell by the beads of perspiration on her forehead that she was into it. I didn’t want to be too forceful as I thought it might break the spell. I winked at her and eventually, she broke down and went and got the crib board.

I haven’t seen the huge spider that I did battle with in the laundry room a few months ago. It’s either dead or hiding and waiting for a good time to pounce. I think it may be the one I did battle with last year. It had the same malevolent look and a bit of a limp.

It’s starting to thin out a bit here now. We have taken several people to the airport and are noticing the streets are not quite as busy. I know most people will be gone by the end of this month.

We had our Mexican friends for dinner last night. Claudia, her husband David, David Jr and little Valentino. It was an interesting evening and we learned a lot more about the Mexican way of life. For instance, they all have a different name, a nickname as we would call it. So they were: Betty, Puli, El Chino, and Bali or Tino. Very confusing.

We ate at seven, which was late for us but early for them as they usually eat at about 8 or 9 pm. But we suffered through it and we all had a good time. I thanked Claudia for helping Rosalie with her Spanish and we both agreed that Rosalie is way better than she thinks she is.

David/Puli speaks no English and Claudia says that he is frustrated that he can’t converse with me. I feel the same and am going to make more of an effort to upgrade my Spanish before next year. We did converse a little bit though and between Claudia and Rosalie, we had a good conversation.

David/Puli and Valantino

The following day we met two of Rosalie’s sisters at ‘Cowpuchino’ where we filled our cups with powdered coffee, chocolate, vanilla, sugar, grain alcohol and a dash of cinnamon and then have them milk a cow into the cup. It’s delicious and a Mexican tradition that goes back a long way.

There were four ladies and me. Some of the ladies couldn’t finish theirs so they gave it to Rosalie and me. By the time we left I was feeling the effects, and this was at eight o’clock in the morning. We took the car as we needed to get back for some guys who were going to take the coconuts down from our tree. They didn’t show up so I guess we’ll have to try another way.

Rosalie, (two fisting) Susanne and Dedee

For us, it’s winding down time. Tourists and the family are starting to leave and we are starting to look forward to being back in Canada. We have another month to go so we will make the most of the rest of our stay. You know, like Papa Gallo’s this afternoon. Boy, I’m gonna miss that place. But I still have the ‘Wood’ at home on Thursdays.