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We are spending ten days here in a small Mexican village called Lo de Marcos. The zocolo (town plaza) is about 4 blocks off the Pacific ocean. There are only small stores around the zocolo and up the road to the highway. The roads are all made of cobblestone. There is no bank and we have only seen two ATM's so far. One ATM is in our campground. On the road along the ocean there are many RV parks and bungalows to rent. There is a bus that comes into town every hour that will take you to ...
... is not around. They also know that I care and that I love them
Merry Christmas and a Happy and Healthy
New Year Everyone!
P.S. Our Christmas meals on board the
ship was one fabulous experience. Just reading the menu makes me
feel like I'm putting on weight already. This was our dinner menu
for our International Christmas Eve. I did not include the other
items that are available regularly:
... tequila a chocolate and an almond. We found that the chocolate and almond were not that great. Dave bought a bottle of the smoothest one.
We then went to a village that was divided by the highway. The locals could not decide on a name after the highway was put through so the village has two names; one for each side of the highway, Las Juntas or los Veranos. The restaurant for lunch had all of the fish out on display with the prices so that we could choose what we ...
... like I had gotten pinched! We kept walking but then as the pain got worse, I decided I'd rather be OUT of the sand, away from salt water and closer to our hotel. So we walked back.
Once I got it cleaned off, the pain seemed to lessen a wee bit. It could have been a crab biting me telling me to get off his back OR it could have been a bee sting, it was windy and I had passed a bee on the beach earlier that had been knocked by the wind and was ...
... at Pancho's Jungle Restaurant. We lunched with a nice Canadian couple who was charmed by Marty’s enthusiasm for our life at Lafayette Morehouse. After lunch Archie, our tour guide, took us up into the jungle. It was humid with a capital H. There were bromeliads clinging to the trees and a was a huge termite mound perched on a branch high in the canopy. It was like a scene out of Predator ...