Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to All!
Isn't it wonderful when the only thing that one has to complain about is the humidity!!
Here I am once more with perspiration dripping off my nose...on the table beside me is a Christmas tree. You will note the 2 photos of trees. Guess which one is on our boat this year?
Yesterday we had a great breakfast with our friends who live here. They also spend time in Patzcuaro and Mary is the lady who introduced me to bridge. How nice for us to have friends to spend time with while we are here.
Our Christmas shopping kept us busy for at least an hour yesterday. Being on a boat does limit what one buys, but that makes it fun as you have to be innovative.
Yesterday evening we took the dinghy over to a seafood/seaside restaurant and I can say that it is the first here that I have been disappointed in the food. When we returned to the boat, we started the mosquito wars. The sun goes down, the wind dies and the mosquitoes attack in full force. I was spraying in between scratching. Then I brought out the do do coils and a breeze came up. That brought some relief. We do not have enough netting to cover both hatches so we leave them open and hope the wind keeps the bugs moving through.
Last night I knocked over a glass of red wine. There I was mopping it up in the dark, thinking I had done a good job. I had not! This morning our boat (cockpit and down the side) looked like the site of "The Chainsaw Massacre". Red wine stains fibreglass and nothing removes it except time in the sun. Bob was quite calm about the mess that I had made of his boat. Need I say that this was not the first time wine has been spilled on our boat.
Now for the latest on Patches. Here in Barra we often take a water taxi into shore. That way we don't have to find a spot for the dinghy nor worry that it might be stolen. Patches now knows the sound of a water taxi, and tries to catch any panga going by. This morning the French Baker came by and, as he has a panga, Patches thought that it was for us to go into Barra. When the French Baker left, Patches was miffed. He thought we had let our ride slip away. He then stood on his hind legs checking for the next panga. When it arrived he had to be first off the boat. Of course returning he also wants to be first on the boat.
After a busy morning for us: water taxi in, showers ashore, laundry to the laundromat, breakfast at the French Bakers cafe, shopping and then home again, we sit quietly watching boats come and go.
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