We went to the Saturday Market this morning for the first time. And I’m afraid, the last. We thought it would be more of a Farmers Market with a little bit of everything, including locals. Instead it was a place for gringo expats to try and earn a buck selling … Read More
Grammy-Time
We’ve been counting down the days with Ouest for five days now. “Ouest, how many days until Grammy gets here?” Five days, four days, three days, two days, one day, today. “Now?” she asked after getting told it was today. “No. Right now Grammy is on the airplane way up … Read More
Around Town
Kids must be born fearless because watching Lowe slowly sink with that serene look in his eyes doesn’t make any sense if he knows he can’t swim. I think it is amazing that in their first year or so of life kids have a reflex that allows them to go … Read More
Shoes
Ouest: “What’s this Mama?” Ali: “A tube of garlic bulbs.” Ouest: “For moley?” That’s guacamole. Ouest rolling the tube around in her hands: “Wow cow.” That’s holy cow to the rest of us. Wow cow to Ouest. She uses that one throughout the day whenever something impresses her. Wow cow … Read More
Another Trip
Busy day today. There was still a bunch of things to do at the boat, and the big one was replacing a bilge pump and making sure both of them were doing the job correctly. So Ouest and I left early, stopped at Zaragozas for a pump, returned the rental … Read More
Dammit
The past couple of days have been nothing but get ready to leave the boat days. Ali’s always been the type to leave everything behind immaculately cleaned, straightened out, and ready for our eventual return. So she’s shouldered most of the work of prepping the boat for a couple of … Read More
Yeah Lowe!
Look at him go. Life inside Bumfuzzle these days.