Oh yeah. And a kitchen sink. Really. A kitchen sink.
But by early Thursday morning, the Admiral and I were completely burned out on projects and after plugging in the refrigerator (and loading it with cerveza) we made a run to the Tenacatita beach for margaritas, rollo de mar, and some swimming.
Mario and Michael pose for the Admiral's camera
The beach was much quieter than it had been during the Christmas holidays, though our favorite spot, Fiesta Mexicana, was packed with tourists from several resorts to the south that have less desirable swimming beaches.
Listening to the people playing bocce ball, I picked up a weird melange of comments in English, Spanish, German, French and Canadian.
Yes, Canadian is English. Yes, it was a little different than the English being spoken by the people from New England.
Bocce on the beach
The afternoon also showed that while tourism might be down in Mexico, the tourists who have come are definitely enjoying themselves. Some seem to be saving money by not buying bathing suits that require a great deal of cloth to make.
With any luck - and a willingness to forego projects - the Admiral and I will get back out to the beach (perhaps here in Arroyo Seco), this weekend.
Enjoying the sun at Tenacatita beach
Riding the wild surf
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