But the two and three-table restaurants of Arroyo Seco were a pale reflection of what we found at Tenacatita Beach.
We went out to the area to check on the property of Canadian amigos Doug and Lynn and spotted tour buses parked all over the place (I counted 14. There might have been more down the beach).
Tenacatita Beach, May 2, 2009
I think there were fewer people on that beach and eating at the restaurants during the Semana Santa holiday season. And we didn't hear a single sneeze, though the surf was noisy and crashing a lot.
Up in Puerto Vallarta, most public places are closed, but across the state line, in the state of Nayarit, there are no restrictions on gatherings and restaurants and bars have pulled in many of the tourists from downtown. The tourists that haven't already bailed out.
Samba hitches a ride back to downtown Arroyo Seco
Closer to home, the Admiral and I have been doing home health care for dogs, giving baths and injections in what was originally supposed to be a simple vet clinic once a week - with our professional vet and amiga Rocio doing all the heavy lifting.
However, after Rocio leaves each week, there is a laundry list of things to do for the various animals under her care.
And several - including el Capitan and Samba - have decided that they would really prefer to live with us, instead of their owners. Samba chases the quad wherever we go. Saturday, we took pity on her and gave her a lift back to the Pink Flamingo.
Capitan came calling yesterday, howling (the Admiral said talking) at the screen door. My dog-talk is as rusty as my Spanish, but I think he said feed me. I'm not sure I was telling him in response, but he did stick around for food.
And then he left after taking a siesta on the new grass.
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