Jan 10 Sunday in Mazatlan
I slept great on the air mattress last night, but probably mostly because I used ear-plugs. G spent the night dozing and listening to the night sounds in SrK&J’s neighborhood. Apparently the parties start after midnight on Saturday night in Mexico too. Who knew?
We still slept in by dog-care standards. J had made caramel rolls for breakfast. And coffee. Praise Jesus.
We sat around talking over breakfast and around 9:30 we helped them move their old mattress and frame out to make room for the new bed they were getting from some friends that were moving back the US.
K and I walked the six blocks or so to their friends house while J & G drove their car. It’s warm here (yay!!) and I spent the morning walk with my hands swelling up. This happens at home too on the first few hot days. My body’s way of saying "Drink more water, would ya!"
After the moving of the beds we piled back in the car and drove over to the timeshare so we could maybe check in. It was our lucky day (ok. my lucky year, so far!) and the unit that belongs to JH was vacant and we could get in before the checking time of 4pm.
The condo is cozy but very nice. It’s right on the beach and all units are two floors. The living room/kitchen floor is the floor you enter on this level. Propping open the door and opening the window facing the ocean means you can get a beautiful cross breeze through the rooms. Downstairs is the bathroom and two bedrooms. Again, by opening the window facing the ocean (in the master bedroom) and the window facing the city (in the bedroom with two twin beds) and leaving the doors open a lovely cross breeze ventilates the room. No need for the AC even though some may have though tit was warm enough for it. As far as I’m concerned it’s a lovely change from -20F.
Errands are next.We hit up the Super Q where we had access to ATM, farmacia, lunch and groceries. Then SrK & J leave us for a bit of a siesta. I was completely content to shower and lay on the bed listening to the ocean. G was very happy to be able to see the Green Bay game. I did find it necessary to remind him that he didn’t have to have the sound up so high, since the announcers were shouting in Spanish. 
Then to church with Sr K & J. Hey, I’m a church geek. I know. Plus they’re down here working for the church, so what are you going to do? It was very interesting anyway. Lots of singing (with out of tune guitars) lots of talking that I had to work pretty hard to understand but that’s my own fault for never having learned Spanish. But it was all good. I’m skipping too many details to really give it a good account. I was definately a cross-cultural experience that I want to process a bit.
Church started at 5 and ended around 7:30. And then there is the chatting. That seems to be universal. We still hadn’t eaten so we got to a retaurant after church around 8:15. The Mazatlan equivalent of Perkins is what Sr. K said, but I thought the food much better than that. And the bakery looked amazing. More like Wuolette’s meets the Longfellow Grill (Twin Cities’ references that will mean nothing to anyone that actually reads this!)
It’s just so good to be with Sr. K & J. It’s a little surreal, too.
We’re back at the condo now, the windows are open and the roar of the surf is filling the room. Almost overwhelming the TV news program. (btw – what in the world is going on up there in the North! Did they really show Alabama with Snow Drifts??!!)
It has been just a beautiful day spent with friends in a new place seeing new things and experiencing a new country. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.
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