La Casa Que Canta
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The drive to Zihuatanejo was broken by a very suspect "police" stop. Maybe they were police. They definitely had side-arms, and their Tshirts stating they were transport security definitely had silk-screened badges...so that's pretty legit. But their road block consisted of stripped tire tread and 2x4s laid out across the road. I got the full inspection by an "officer" trying to act very serious. I smiled and used my ...
Other than that I mostly enjoyed the Zihua life, going to the beach, paddle-boarding, walking the hills, drinking mezcal and sipping fresh cool Micheladas in the sun.
A short visit to Mexico city took me to the house (now museum) of Frida Kahlo and to Xochimilco, 170 km of canals where you can hop on a private colorful wooden boat similar to the gondolas of Venice. Along the way other little boats will pull up ...
... their neighbours on a regular basis and as such could become unique and even rather ornate features of a community. We saw a number of these (which could be the theme of another study) and have posted one picture here for your viewing.
Other social features of communities here are the Centros and Jardins (pronounced hardine). The Centro is common to many cultures and often has religious, cultural or ...
... willing to try anything at this point. Wish me luck! Gotta go soon!
And soon - SOON - it will be time to go back to being a reclusive and to do what I love most - to paint! Or I might just go mad.
Until next time, I'll try to break some old habits and keep counting my blessings. The latter being the easiest, by far...
P.S. Check out James' website for some of his amazing art work:
... little town of Zihuatanejo looked so pretty from the sea, with its yellow lights gleaming in the dark, I could barely see the outlines of the mountains surrounding it, and we could hear the music and rhythms of Noel’s drums echoing out at sea.
And then…the engine died.
I’m not sure how long we spent out there in the dark, our captain trying to get the darned engine going again, but with no success. Thankfully it didn’t take ...