Girls 1 VS Boys 0
Alanna and her girlfriend Jessie arrived at the airport. There would be no interrogation like RJ encountered.
They were treated to the local bus system. Always an eye opener.
We spent the first night at a German restaurant listening to flamenco music. Flamenco embodies a complex musical and cultural tradition. Although considered part of the culture of Spain in general. Flamenco is the music of the gypsies and played in their social community.
A ride into Puerto Vallarta Saturday to Old Town observing the creation of the Last Supper in a sand sculpture proved interesting.
Saturday evening we frequented Philo’s bar. Philo’s Bar is a pizza restaurant and community center in the lovely town of La Cruz in the Mexican state of Nayarit, 28 km from Puerto Vallarta.
On a typical Thursday- Saturday evening at Philo’s Music Bar, the musicians are tuning up while, in one corner of the palapa-covered space, a group of grinning Mexican children are playing “Simon Says” – in English. Out on the patio, boaters are perusing the bulletin boards filled with ads and information, checking email or using the international phone. By the time the English classes are over, the bar and restaurant are bustling and the band is set. Friends greet each other as couples step up to the dance floor, and the evening is on. Old time rock and roll. A treat after muchas mariachi bands.
Philo Hayward, sailor, singer, songwriter and owner of Philo’s, sailed into La Cruz in 2000 looking for a place to make music and showcase local talent. Now, musicians from all over flock here. Philo often helps them record their CDs in his studio; the musicians pay with performances. It has made us wonder if we should pick up a guitar and learn to play. They are cheap to buy here. I may even write some songs that Wayne can put to music.
Alanna’s jinx phase seems to be over. We departed the dock. To date every time she has tried to go out on the boat there has been something that has kept us from going, mechanical or weather.
The boys had spent several days trying to land a fish. They had learnt new techniques by a local fisherman. They were not successful catching anything. The girls got their dad to hook up the lines and BANG on came a 20 lb fish. Fresh fish for supper.
When we were out with RJ and Mike the Mexican Navy went by us a few times paying no attention. Not so with the girls. Two 24 year old chicas in bikinis on a boat, they felt they must take a closer look, I thought great we are going to get boarded just so these young Mexicans can get a close up look. Luckily they passed and just waved and smiled. Their passing vessel left a large wake.
We arrived at our destination, Playa Chacala. The girls spent their time in the water. Swimming, body surfing and sea kayaking. Soon the same Mexican Navy vessel came and dropped anchor beside us. We have nothing to hide and would welcome the boarding but it is just not convenient. They seemed content to stay on their boat and just use spy glasses (binoculars) to continue observing the girls.
Playa Chacala’s oft gentle surf is good for close in bodysurfing. Many palapa bars line the water. This is Santa Semanas (Easter Week) and the beach is filled with families camping. The atmosphere was one of fiestas. The fireworks turned out to fizzle. Fun was had by all.
The evening was filled with Mexican Train. As always the girl child won. At least we know where the genes came from!!!! She just expanded on them. (Quite a bit.)
It was a quick 5 days but it was great to have them here. They went home less burnt than RJ and Mike but the temperature was much less than the boys had. 95 VS 80 . As Alanna said it beats Calgary’s weather.
The generator ran wonderfully, little sound, no diesel smell and continually. Now we await the new battery charger.
The weather is changing here and I can see how we are starting to get into the spring and what will be the rainy season. More wind, more afternoon heated clouds. I am sure soon they will be accompanied with thunder and lightning. Time will tell.
Alanna and her girlfriend Jessie arrived at the airport. There would be no interrogation like RJ encountered.
They were treated to the local bus system. Always an eye opener.
We spent the first night at a German restaurant listening to flamenco music. Flamenco embodies a complex musical and cultural tradition. Although considered part of the culture of Spain in general. Flamenco is the music of the gypsies and played in their social community.
A ride into Puerto Vallarta Saturday to Old Town observing the creation of the Last Supper in a sand sculpture proved interesting.
Saturday evening we frequented Philo’s bar. Philo’s Bar is a pizza restaurant and community center in the lovely town of La Cruz in the Mexican state of Nayarit, 28 km from Puerto Vallarta.
On a typical Thursday- Saturday evening at Philo’s Music Bar, the musicians are tuning up while, in one corner of the palapa-covered space, a group of grinning Mexican children are playing “Simon Says” – in English. Out on the patio, boaters are perusing the bulletin boards filled with ads and information, checking email or using the international phone. By the time the English classes are over, the bar and restaurant are bustling and the band is set. Friends greet each other as couples step up to the dance floor, and the evening is on. Old time rock and roll. A treat after muchas mariachi bands.
Philo Hayward, sailor, singer, songwriter and owner of Philo’s, sailed into La Cruz in 2000 looking for a place to make music and showcase local talent. Now, musicians from all over flock here. Philo often helps them record their CDs in his studio; the musicians pay with performances. It has made us wonder if we should pick up a guitar and learn to play. They are cheap to buy here. I may even write some songs that Wayne can put to music.
Alanna’s jinx phase seems to be over. We departed the dock. To date every time she has tried to go out on the boat there has been something that has kept us from going, mechanical or weather.
The boys had spent several days trying to land a fish. They had learnt new techniques by a local fisherman. They were not successful catching anything. The girls got their dad to hook up the lines and BANG on came a 20 lb fish. Fresh fish for supper.
When we were out with RJ and Mike the Mexican Navy went by us a few times paying no attention. Not so with the girls. Two 24 year old chicas in bikinis on a boat, they felt they must take a closer look, I thought great we are going to get boarded just so these young Mexicans can get a close up look. Luckily they passed and just waved and smiled. Their passing vessel left a large wake.
We arrived at our destination, Playa Chacala. The girls spent their time in the water. Swimming, body surfing and sea kayaking. Soon the same Mexican Navy vessel came and dropped anchor beside us. We have nothing to hide and would welcome the boarding but it is just not convenient. They seemed content to stay on their boat and just use spy glasses (binoculars) to continue observing the girls.
Playa Chacala’s oft gentle surf is good for close in bodysurfing. Many palapa bars line the water. This is Santa Semanas (Easter Week) and the beach is filled with families camping. The atmosphere was one of fiestas. The fireworks turned out to fizzle. Fun was had by all.
The evening was filled with Mexican Train. As always the girl child won. At least we know where the genes came from!!!! She just expanded on them. (Quite a bit.)
It was a quick 5 days but it was great to have them here. They went home less burnt than RJ and Mike but the temperature was much less than the boys had. 95 VS 80 . As Alanna said it beats Calgary’s weather.
The generator ran wonderfully, little sound, no diesel smell and continually. Now we await the new battery charger.
The weather is changing here and I can see how we are starting to get into the spring and what will be the rainy season. More wind, more afternoon heated clouds. I am sure soon they will be accompanied with thunder and lightning. Time will tell.
The girls swimming off the boat.
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1 Comments:
who wouldnt want a rad burn? Alanna was envious of my burn.
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