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Our rig, third from the left.... |
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The other end of the beach....famous palm trees! |
It’s morning at Playa el Coyote. Coffee, get me coffee. Well, yes, Steve’s own roasted, freshly
ground, sugar free vanilla latte! Then
off on the morning walk…3,500 steps on the pedometer for Nan. Steve does 2 mile walk including a section of
Mex #1 and downhill on rocky trail old Baja Road. Sweep the sand in our “courtyard” or dog
pen…as it seems to be.
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Welcome to the Dog Pen...or...People Pen...however you see it. |
Steve begins and finishes the blueboy chore…emptying the
black water tank into the wagon on wheels, using the new macerator pump. This pump allows the load of…umm, black
water, to be pumped “up” into the wagon placed in the Jeep…no lifting
involved! Then the drive to the next
beach down to the “dump station.” Steve
says it’s a strange business operation.
There’s a shack marked “Officina” with a closed door, no deposit slot
and a barking dog with barred teeth. If
someone happens to be in the vicinity of the dump hole or road…they are always
happy to pocket the 50 peso note…not always the same person…so, basically, who
knows! End result, sometimes you pay,
sometimes you don’t. At least money goes
into the “local economy” in some way, sometimes!
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Boy and his toys....macerrator pump addition. |
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The "Wagon" awaits.... |
The GasPasa truck pays a surprise visit! Yay!
We fill the main propane tank for $23.00. This is random luck, as sometimes the big
truck delivering to houses will take mercy on the beach campers and turn off
the highway, come down the beach road, and a cheer goes up from those lucky
enough to be “home.”
Sparky figures his way out of the dog pen area, digs two
little holes, I rescue Steve’s sandals and Deb’s clogs from his chewing
mission, he plays run around the table and chairs “I’m the fastest dog in the
whole wide world” game, Skipper rolls his eyes.
I exchange the forbidden chew objects from Sparky’s mouth with his
stuffed duck, stuffed/tug fox, big rawhide chew bone, small rawhide chew bone,
and rope tug toy. All hold momentary
attention and it’s back to searching for forbidden objects. Like the 50 peso note….snagged right off the
table! Dang! Time to play Rabbit, Rabbit with the toy tied
to a stick. Then some tug games. Then another long walk. Maybe supervise a beach run. There are many things for him to get into
here….like the dead puffer fish that wash up on shore….or a dash in front of an
unsuspecting car speeding along the road.
We watch him carefully.
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Game of Rabbit, Rabbit...swinging on a cactus spine stick! |
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Game of "Swimming is Fun"....sort of. |
How about a little internet time….because we can. FaceTime call from Jessica! Great way to stay “connected.” Then try to fix a few Blog snafus…like black
type on black background. Not so good. We discover we can Message chat on WiFi
too. More time is spent problem solving
the internet equipment. We continue to
learn just how each part of the system works, as something is not working
right. An intermittent problem…means
it’s hard to solve and each time it “works” we feel lucky.
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Techno student Steve |
Monday and Thursday nights are “Dinner and a Show” events at
a local restaurant. Three years ago
these movies were shown on the beach on the side of a trailer with the awning
pulled down. Now the showings are at a
local restaurant and include many films nominated for an Oscar. So far we missed Arco, but we’ve enjoyed
Lincoln, Sky Fall and The Impossible. Tonight,
Zero Dark Thirty. Cost? Nada….unless you appreciate the offering…and
you are free to donate some pesos.
How about a uke jam? Down at Patty's under the palm trees....music afternoons!
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Nan, Patty and Steve uke away in the afternoon sunshine! |
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Captive...appreciative? audience! |
Another week on the beach slips by. Yoga group on the sand on Wednesday. Art creations on Thursday. Spanish class under a palapa roof on Friday. Movies on Monday and Thursdays. DJ dancing on Wednesday nights. Dog games, uke jams, start another book, finish another book, roast some coffee, drink some coffee.....so many choices…I wonder what's next?
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