The sound of joyful music and the promise of a raspado lured me out of the casita this afternoon. Isla is getting much busier and, as expected, driving is now a nightmare here. I’m thinking I should up up a sign offering parking for one car for 50 pesos per day! 😀
My street is a detour, with police making sure people turn and ATVers slow down.
Parking only on this stretch, I guess.
This person has a big empty lot and is putting it to good use!
Better deal for parking if you don’t mind walking a bit.
The RV park is shut tight.
There’s a rope blocking access this way since everyone ignores the sign.
Quiet(ish) at this end, if you don’t count the trombone music.
But still busier than yesterday.
Contessa’s site is looking empty.
The entire area in front of the RV park is off limits.
Quite a high cliff (higher than I can step up). Moments after I took this, the ground gave way and I fell pretty hard and hurt my hip. Thankfully, there were only a few thousand witnesses.
Frolicking at low tide.
I think this is the Navy (Marinos).
Spiced mangoes on a stick and stuffed cucumbers. I might go for a mango tomorrow!
Doing something wonderful with pineapples.
What a lovely day!
I did not see a single Gringo.
Natural swimming pool.
Fancier swimming pool.
Traffic cones blocking a right hand turn from my street.
Moron blocking my street. I would not be able to get out of the yard either forwards or backwards.
There were again a lot of raspado vendors and I picked one who had a hand washing station set up. He didn’t have his flavours listed, so I asked if he had prune, which he did. I didn’t take a picture because it frankly looked disgusting, but, of course, tasted divine. I liked it even more than the pineapple! The juice seemed to coat the ice better and the prunes had softened to melt in your mouth consistency. I had to watch out for pits, though!
I walked the whole length of the section of beach towards the panga and back savouring my treat, then had to walk quite a distance past the RV park until I found a place where I could get back up the sand hill, finding a stick firmly planted in the ground that I could use for a hand hold.
The atmosphere on the beach is wonderful. It’s not rowdy in the least. Everyone is having a good time, there’s barely any trash, the music is pleasant, and the police is friendly more than intimidating. I will definitely go check it out again tomorrow!
Stay home and hang a “BANOS 10$” sign out!
ROTFL I wonder if I could get away with it!
Why not? Measure out 18 inches of paper and away you go.
LOL!!! I just wonder if it would violate my non-existent rental agreement. 😀
Everyone is offering them for 5 pesos, though, so I’d have to charge 3 to undercut everyone. 😀
5 pesos each or10 pesos per family. You would be the most popular place in town! 😉
How much should I add for a cold shower?! 😉
You could earn enough for a tank of gas over the week!
I actually considered it, then realised I don’t have time to be getting up and down every time there’s a knock at the door. I’ve got work lined up to Wednesday, so it’s not like I can take a gamble on being able to make a full-time bathroom income and refuse transcription. 🙂
LOL or is ROTFLMAO more appropriate?
If “full-time bathroom income” is not enough to have you rolling on the floor holding your ribs as you laugh till you cry and pee your pants, then, frankly, you’re lacking a sense of humour. 😉
I wonder if you could have collected a parking fee from the moron?
It sounds like a wonderfully relaxed celebration, though. Glad you are making time to enjoy it.
Well, the moron was on a public street, so I doubt it. 🙂 He did tuck himself tight against the fence so that people could squeeze by him, but he didn’t take into account that it would be impossible to pull out of my gate.
I’m kicking myself for completely missing Carnavale and am making it up here. 🙂