Last night we went to bed at 9pm, slept through the night, finally waking at 5am and getting up at 5:30.
Teresa really wanted a torta de pescado (fish cake) for
breakfast and someone recommended Piel Roja in the main park. We left
our room at 7:45 and walked to the park where we easily found it. (It’s the
first place we stopped when we arrived on Sunday and Teresa didn’t want to have
lunch there so I guided her across the street to Jumaye)
Teresa had a tinto for 2mil and a torta de pescado for 12mil
and I had scrambled eggs which included an arepa and my café con leche for
15mil.
The total check came to 29mil ($6.75) and I tipped our
waitress 1mil (I’m guessing tipping isn’t common here).
Down the block we found the other hostel that was
recommended to us, Villa Guadalupe Colonial. The receptionist showed us
a video of a room and it looks quite a bit larger than what we have now. Teresa
said something about 2million pesos. Their ala carte menu is large so if food
is included it’s a good deal. It has a small pool and an old colonial feel to
it.
We walked a block away to Comfama where Terresa found
a table and worked a little on her bracelet project and I scrolled through my
phone.
We left just before 10 am and returned to the hostel in time
for her to have a tinto and I another café con leche. We adjourned to the shady
area off the pool where I worked on my blog and she on her (almost finished)
bracelet.
I googled Villa Guadalupe Colonial but the only one I
could find was in Mexico. I’ll try again later.
I was sitting at the table when I felt something graze the hair
on the top of my head. Assassination attempt? No, a blue bird just out of the nest
landed on the fence next to us. He looked to be gasping for air; maybe
wondering where he is. Our waiter went to catch and it flew into the “tree”
next to us. The “tree” is potted and looks like the not eating part of a
carrot. You can probably see if if you zoom in on this photo
Late afternoon we went for a walk the opposite direction
from the park and Teresa found a store where she bought some more craft
supplies.
On our way back we stopped in the small church and sat for
about 10 minutes.
We returned to Café Canelo where we shared another yucca
waffle with ice cream. I also had a latte while she stuck to water.
When we left I reminded her we need more Zopiclona so we walked around the corner and encountered this procession coming toward us:
Teresa said she would wait here at the curb while I went
down the street to the pharmacy. I did and the pharmacist brought out an opened
package. The box was our usual brand but I only saw 20 inside. It took me a
second to understand I could buy a sleeve of 10 which I did for 7,000 pesos.
Back at the curb with Teresa we stayed ahead of the procession
and it turned in front of the small church:
We returned to the hosteria where we had a late supper.
Teresa started packing and we got to bed about 9:30.
FUNNY
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