Adm. Fox and I took a trip to La Cruz de Huanacaxtle where we went to the market to pick up a few items that are hard to get around here: fresh eggplant, homemade pickles and fabulous fruits.
There are also booths selling jewelery, hats, clothing and dozens of other handmade items.
|Adm. Fox checks out some exquisite hand-made glass|
|Comfort food for gringos... not many takers|
The market has a requirement that any items sold there must be handmade - merchants can't go to Wal-Mart and load up on crap to sell.
Because of that, all the art stuff, clothing and food is great - if occasionally a little pricey.
We wisely ate a big breakfast before we went. The various booths selling pastas, sandwiches, fresh vegetable stir fries, and some concoction simply labeled Arabian Food all looked and smelled delicious.
That afternoon we were treated to a short concert on the beach played by a quartet of Huichol Indians. The Huichols are natives of Mexico and produce excellent beaded artwork (some of which was for sale at the La Cruz market).
But I have never run into Huichol musicians before. An amiga from Canada caught the whole affair on her camera and passed along this video.
After this musical interlude, we walked to our condo (100 yards away) for a Skype date with daughter Anne and granddaughters Sami and Kami in Sacramento.
We had a great, clear connection and it was fabulous (as always) to be able to chat over thousands of miles and be able to actually see everyone. We were attired in our beach wear. The girls had sweaters even inside the house.
We only tortured them for a few moments with live video of the surf breaking and of our pool, right below the window. I can hear passport applications being filled out even now.
Here's a short video of that conversation. Very Star Trek.