And I love it so far.
Sasha and I took a walk as soon as it got light, from Casa Buena down to the main cathedral on Cinco de Mayo street and back–about two miles altogether. She was starting to lag just about the time we got to the cathedral, but then we turned left down to the malecón and the beach perked her right back up. She was pulling on the leash all the way home. As we were walking on the malecón, a Mexican couple walking their dog stopped to pick up after it, so that answered a burning question. Shortly after that, Sasha did her business and I felt comfortable (huh, this sounds weird) picking it up afterwards. I deposited it in the “Organic” trash bin–the one with the head of a sea turtle.
It’s me!
Got home and worked on setting this blog up until I got hungry, then went out looking for food. Got some very forgettable fried chicken–cross that shop off the list. Later I dragged Sasha back into the car for a visit to the supermarket and then a circuit of the city. Learned a couple of things about driving here, although there’s obviously more to learn. One: Rolling stops are de rigueur. Look both ways and go, bro, or get rear-ended. Two: If you see someone trying to enter traffic from a side street, you stop and let them in. So fucking awesome.
Going to go out in a couple hours (leaving Sasha here, she won’t be happy about that) to walk down to the cathedral again, to see what’s happening on Christmas Eve. Feliz Navidad! Here are some pics of Casa Buena:
Aaaand I missed the party. The vendors were all packing up when I got to the cathedral, and no one was in the church. There wasn’t a whiff of pan de nata on the air, though, so maybe I didn’t miss much.
