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They're not street kids. They're just kids in the neighborhood --maybe being raised by grandparents, maybe sometimes missing a meal or two, always hungry and adorably cute. Heidi, the lady we're renting a room from, feeds them, teaches them to say please and thank you, takes them shopping on their birthdays, entertains them with stories and good advice and generally shows them someone cares.
I'm moved ...
... single, retired ladies... And when they saw me talking to him, they weren't very happy about it. In fact, I bet he'd hooked up with the very drunk one his first night. And last night it was probably the one in yellow with her hand on his knee. This guy was playing the scene! And whether or not he thought I was his next target, the ladies surrounding us seemed to.
I smiled at them all politely, and excused myself, waving goodbye to Henry as I walked off to find ...
... on TV while updating my journal. Can't believe I've been here for five night's already and really don't want to leave yet.
PV is a great place – pretty, friendly, perfect weather, laid back locals, a huge selection of bars and restaurants to choose from, and just about everything is comparatively cheap. I can see why so many Americans choose to retire here. As I overheard one guy say to a couple of friends over drinks at a sidewalk cafe one evening: "Why would I live anywhere else?"
Google maps was predicting a 5-hour ride to cover the 435km from Mazatlan to Puerto Vallarta but TomTom GPS informs us with Homer Simpson's voice that we're actually up for about 7.5 hours. Ah the joy of conflicting and equally inaccurate maps! The road from Tepic is a test of my adaptation to local driving etiquette: in Mexico many highways don’t have a passing lane, only a paved shoulder. If a vehicle catches up with you and is ready ...
... back to the apartment, Sharon dragged us through her favourite bar called Andulles. Sharon had told us about this place and was anxious to take us there. It turned out to be a small place packed to the rafters with baby-boomer retirees gyrating and bobbing to the sound of the Eagles and some song about "living next door to Alice" - a real crowd pleaser. We decided that perhaps another night we would go back for some drinks and a dance. ...
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