Sharks

Things are a little less lonely here now. A lot more of our friends have shown up so we’re getting to socialise a little more.

The weather has finally started to cool down a bit. It’s been brutal for the last two months, even Rosalie was getting a bit owly and I had to take her to the beach most days for a margarita. It wasn’t the temperature so much as the humidity, even the Mexicans were complaining.

There was a tragedy at the beach the other day. A shark killed a young 25-year-old Mexican woman. There is a bouncy castle with slides floating in the shallow water and one of the theories we heard was that the little fishes go under it for shade followed by the bigger ones followed by the shark. Who knows though? We heard four or five different versions, even one that it was a crocodile. We got our info from the Mexican restaurant waiter that we were at so we tend to believe that one. It was definitely a shark!

The waiter said that that was the first shark he’d heard of in thirty-eight years. Friends of Jim and Ylda who are Mexican heard fifty years ago. Either way, it was a tragedy. I guess we can add this one to the global warming phenomena, but who knows?

The plants that we put in last year are doing well. we even have a lime on one of them. If I remember correctly it was a lime tree so that would make sense. Duh!

Back in 2017 Rosalie and I were barred from a beach restaurant because we refused to pay for a table on the beach. No other restaurants made that charge and we did buy drinks.

A few days ago we decided to take a chance and try it again. The nasty old lady who threw us out was probably dead by now anyway. If she wasn’t I was prepared to run for it. She wasn’t there, it was great and we made friends with yet another mesero.

Rosalie getting robbed by yet another beach bandit. When I showed the little monster this picture I got the most beautiful gap-toothed grin.

The main street in Melaque is a mess from the new drainage pipe install. I now understand the expression “You can’t get there from here.” crossing the road was almost impossible. Walking up one side you get to the end and can’t cross there. So, back to the beach end and finally crossed there. Unfortunately after going to the bank, we were so stressed it was necessary to go to the beach for a margarita to calm us down.

We hadn’t been to Manzanillo this year so decided to go for a few things. After stopping in La Comer and Home Depot we were out $400 Cdn. But worse was to come, or so I thought.

On the way home the car seemed to be over-revving and I was worried. Eventually, I realized that it was the muffler making all the noise. Back in Melaque, I took it to our regular guy who couldn’t do it for a few days so we found a ‘mofle’ repair place. I had visions of a new very expensive muffler but should have known better. The guy looked under the car and waved us in over his pit. He grabbed his welding gear and fifteen minutes later we were out of there. The cost? 250 pesos about $20. We love Mexico!