My Big Sunny Mexican Vacation Part 3
The good times rolled every single day. I can’t count how many times I caught myself sighing in content just looking at the ocean and being grateful for every single moment we had in a paradise.
We relaxed, walked a lot, lounged a lot, made some new friends, and both of us felt great. I’ll admit though that learning to relax took us both a few days to unwind and get into a slower pace of life mode. My favorite time of the day was early morning when the sun rose and I’d get to watch some ships docking from my balcony, and watching the beautiful sunsets while listening to a great band below my balcony at a local beach restaurant next to our condo. Many nights I’d get to watch a ship leave port too. We had a good view of the cruise port from our balcony, even though the condos in front blocked them partially between them leaving port and sailing off into the ocean.
Video share:The beach restaurant below our balcony
( *Note – I had a lot of trouble shrinking video footage and consequently, I could not for the life of me get the video to display any other way than sideways. But please enjoy and don’t crook your necks too much, lol)
We dined out with my brother and sister-in-law who were staying in the next buildings over at the same time we were there. We went downtown to walk and eat at a few of the numerous wonderful restaurants downtown on the boardwalk, known as the Malecon. There were numerous artists set up there in the evenings from glass blowing to various crafts being made. There were also many restaurants up on the hill where people loved to dine and watch the panoramic sunsets.
One night my brother cooked us a beautiful salmon dinner and we sat on his balcony and watched another ship leave from much closer up on their balcony than we could see on ours.
On Saturday evenings, the big mall in front of our building provided entertainment – 3 tenors would sing for an hour in the center of the outside mall. One night while my husband wanted to sit in and watch a hockey game he found on one lone Canadian TV channel, and my friend Claudette’s husband never returned from a casino, Claudette invited me to go to the mall and watch the tenors sing. They were fabulous. The following Saturday night I had only to step onto my back balcony which faced the mountains, the main drag and the mall below, I sat and listened to them again on my own balcony.
We laughed plenty there, particularly once we got settled and surrendered to the fact that the pots and pans in our unit were more suited for camping than a kitchen. We had one big frying pan that sufficed for most of my cooking, a small pot I used to boil water as a kettle, a big soup pot that was cracked and useless, and no lids for any of them. After cooking a pasta sauce one night without a lid and using tinfoil to lay across to avoid the splashing, my sauce almost evaporated. So after attempting a few makeshift meals and heating up the whole condo in the process, we decided it was easier to eat dinner out. Luckily there was a fantastic restaurant attached to our condo where we could go when we didn’t feel like venturing anywhere far. They had a huge menu selection and we could both eat, plus one huge margarita for me for a cost of about $23 Canadian dollars. You can’t beat that!
My husband’s daughter and son-in-law came down for a surprise visit for a few days, the last week of our holiday. It was a surprise for my husband but I was part of the plan with Sheryl. We had lots of fun with them there as we’ve traveled with them many times and we travel well together. But the funniest night was the time my shoe broke – not good timing.
We had planned to dine at a restaurant in the mall outside in front but I needed to go to the bank machine 2 blocks up from the mall to get more Pesos. We were across the street from the bank machine when the strap broke on my wedged flip flops. The ground was hard enough to walk on with 2 good legs never mind with a broken shoe, and I was not about to walk barefoot. I tried to walk while squeezing my toes together to hold the thong between my toes while I dragged the shoe on the bumpy ground but it was difficult and it seemed (to everyone in our party) that I was moving at less than a snail’s pace. As everyone was losing patience with my slo mo, Sheryl offered me her shoes to cross the road and go to the bank while she sat with my broken shoes. Luckily we wear the same size. And then as we began walking back a long block to the mall, I struggled with my shoe to walk down 3 stairs when Sheryl heroically offered to take on the task of walking with my broken shoe because she said she could navigate it better than me and wanted to get to the restaurant before breakfast, lol.
I never laughed so hard as we all walked in single file on the narrow sidewalk on the main street – Sheryl and I both with unmatched shoes and her dragging her foot along in my broken shoe. It was still very hot out after 6pm, between the sweltering heat and humidity and my laughter, I had laughed off all my mascara from tears. People stared at us and we didn’t even care. And as we continued to walk to the mall in slo mo, Sheryl’s husband hightailed it back to the condo to fetch me a different pair of shoes, knowing he’d get there and back to the mall before we would. It was hilarious.
All in all, it was a fabulous vacation. and one of the most relaxing ones I’ve had in years. We have next January booked to go back and rent the beautiful large condo from our friends and my mission is to find a vacancy in that building to tack on to February. Right now I can’t find availability but I have my feelers out and have sent many emails to property managers and keep my eye out on Airbnb. I’ll keep you posted!
Every night surprised us with a different colored sky. Spectacular!
Thanks for reading about my Big Sunny Mexican Vacation.
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