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Tuesday Jan 1, 2019
Last night was a cacophony of karaoke, firecrackers,
fireworks, burning effigies and dancing in the street. As I walked the dogs late at 6:30am, all of
this was still happening in the streets down from us. Needless to say we did not get much sleep.
Happy New Year’s everyone. So, I have now turned to age 69. It was always easy to tell my age, no matter
the day of the year, as long as you knew what year it was. For the first 50 years we subtracted 50. After 2000, we added 50, easy-peasy…
The birthday greetings keep coming, Thank You
all. After I read 69 of them I will
quit.. lol.
Cristina wants me to bury the hapless chicken
killed by the dogs. I refused. We are not running a pet cemetery in the
backyard, plus I have a real problem wielding a shovel in the ground.
I made another huge pitcher of garden-fresh OJ. One of life's little pleasures.
After a nap we went out to find a place to
eat. There is a good restaurant within a
block that we have enjoyed only once before, and they were open. They serve sumptuous meals on the high-side
price wise. I had the 3 meat dinner
while Cristina had the fish with soup.
Also included is a small pitcher of juice and the bill came to 32,000
pesos, or about $10.66.
On
the way home we saw the aftermath of an accident involving 2
motorbikes, surrounded by a lot of others. It was bound to happen
eventually the reckless way they drive.
Cristina said she had to wait for Ana to come and
visit in the afternoon, either alone, or with most of the family if Miguel
allows them the use of the car. As of 7pm she still had not shown up.
We had been invited to go drink beer by the river
by Carlos at 11am, then changed to 2pm. We were supposed to be joined by his girlfriend (name is Ruby, not Nancy) and his family. I decided to go along just to
get out for a bit and enjoy my birthday differently. Waiting for in-laws didn’t sound like my idea
of a birthday celebration.
Carlos
shows up alone on his bike.. Ruby has a headache and I don't know what
happened to the rest. I had decided to treat my Turi for an outing, so
we took the car. There were very few clouds and the sun is
relentless. I am never very interested in wetting my tootsies,
especially in a place that is all rocks. At my advanced age, ahem, I
don't need to be breaking anything. I also didn't want to be in wet
clothes. Carlos has no such compunctions so he took a surprisingly very
reluctant Turi into the river which had a lot of patrons today, many
others also with dogs. Turi has webbed feet and a pretty waterproof
coat which suggest hunting dog heritage but she didn't like the water
much. She is truly the cleanest dog I have ever seen and that is part
of the reason we adopted her. Oh well, I am not a hunter anyway.
Carlos
washed and walked Turi then good-naturedly dunked himself totally
before we went on a long walk for him and Turi to dry off. I don't know
how many vehicles and bikes were in this span of the river but it was
easily in the hundreds. And 2 beer in this heat doesn't even fizz on
me.
I hope you enjoy the pictures. That was the day’s excitement.
Al
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