Irony in the Central Market

You don't really have to go to the Central Mazatlan market to shop for anything as there are giant grocery stores here as well as Home Depot. Time to move south - but PV will be just as civilized. Mazatlan is a Mexican town, though, and delightful once we are away from the haoles at the harbor. They are all pretty nice, but we didn't come here to be with other English speaking folk, but to enjoy the culture. The above photo was taken in a small restarant above the market. The line from their propane tank stretcvhed across the door, around some funny furniture and into the cooking area. When we ordered, the young woman who took our order went down to the market and bought the ingredients we needed for our marlin tacos and gorditas. I love the irony in the photo.

Pinatas, color, fun.

Very colorful and fresh and even the meat aisles were refrigerated.

The cathedral - not very old, and not even open, and made up of several varieties of stonework.

The traffic around the market was diesel and gas fumes, and I decided to shop in the local verson of an upscale walmart called Mega. I didn't see anyone there that looked like typical walmartians, either and we met one of the first free style skiers from Canada who has retired here in Mazatlan. He seems to be able to walk ok.

The saying that boaters spend time in exotic places, fixing things is true: Robert tore apart the toilet as it was salted in and unable to function, while sitting on the dock in front of the boat. Not fun. And that is just in one year. Cruisers are told to put vinegar in the toilet periodically, to help dissolve the salt. We will, from now on be more diligent.

Weather ranged last night from 52 to 82 today and not at all like Christmas and we made carnitas for sailing food in the pressure cooker. After while, it seems that we crave the hot chiles and the local flavors, and as the capcasum (sp?) is good for the mood, we are becoming true cruisers at last. Wine in the cockpit tonight had us viewing a sunset of colors that are so vivid, that we wished we could share with northern friends. Sigh.