Saturday, March 9, 2013

Back to Zihua

With supplies insufficient to carry us to next Saturday, today we returned to Zihuatanejo, known affectionately as Zihua (ZEE-wah), to shop. Although many Mexicans comfortably wear long sleeved shirts and long legged pants, a T-shirt and shorts are a must for me here. I own only two pairs of shorts and when the beige ones are in the wash I wear navy ones which have now faded in the sun in an ugly sort of way.

I don't think I'll bring them home. I never liked them. They have an elastic waist, a front button for closing tightly, a cord through the waist for tying up, and of course loops for a belt. I don't know what happened to the designer of these shorts but how much security does a person need?

While in Zihua we took a lemonade break at one of the beach restaurants where, after spending $1.75 each for a drink you are welcome to sit at the table under a thatched roof on the beach for as long as you like. Here is where we stopped ...


Sitting at the far side grants a good view of the beach and opportunity to marvel at the activities of the pelicans. These creatures may appear awkward on land but they are masters of flight. They have a wonderful way of swooping down from the heights to glide half an inch over the water's surface. When wing flapping must resume they lift just enough so the down flap just misses the water.

Then there's the incredible dives. When, at a height, they spot their prey, they dive straight down, head first, into the sea, sometimes into shallow water not far from shore. They may catch a fish but they also hit their beaks on the sandy bottom. The whole body shudders under the impact. I don't understand how the pelican can do that and not end up in a wheel chair.

At one shop specializing in the famous Mexican blankets we found a fellow actually making one. My poor attempt to capture the process is offered in the following video ...


Once in the grocery store I noticed a fellow with a T-Shirt that bore the imprinted name "St-Constant." Sure enough he was a Quebecker. On a jasé un petit peu et il a dit que lui et son épouse font du camping ici.

... à la prochaine.













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