Its finally cooling off a teeny tiny bit. We were able to actually walk to the gym vs taking an Uber there, walking on a treadmill then taking an Uber back.
I keep looking at the 2 week forecast. One of these days the high will be under 90 degrees. Not in the next two weeks, but eventually.
On our way into our apartment last night we found a taranchula in the hallway. Its hard to tell from the photo but he was big.
We asked the guy at tge front desk what we should do since the spider seemed to be guarding pur front door. He came up with a broom. I guess you just sweep them up. Not sure what happened next. Probably better not to know.
They’ve switched my meds up which means the day and schedule has changed. Now it’s on Monday and since it was a new drug Jeff came with. He said it was to be there if I had an allergic reaction, but I think it was really for the cookies.
He agreed to eat the ham sandwich I never want to eat.
They always want me in a hospital gown. Totally don’t need to be. Also don’t need to be in a hospital bed, but they insist. I got the new meds and an omelette.
After I got my meds and was fine Jeff went back to our apartment to take over my Spanish lesson.
I got a phone call where I thought they said in Spanish that I had to wait in the room like usual until they came to release me.
I settled in for the wait and enjoyed some pork tacos for lunch.
The fresh watermelon juice was especially good as was this weird dessert that was like cookie cheesecake.
After two hours reading my book and having a leisurely lunch, the nurse came in to check on me. She wanted to know if I was OK and needed a wheelchair. I told her I was fine just waiting to be released. She said I had been released two hours ago by phone. Guess my Spanish isn’t as good as I thought, but at least I got tacos.
On Sunday we went to the beach in the town of Progresso. It’s only a 20 minute Uber ride away. We started at breakfast with the above view. We ate a big breakfast which was good so we were not hungry for all the food the vendors were selling.
This guy had an entre bakery on his head. The table he was carrying was so he could put the container down for you to chose.
Was already wearing clothes so didn’t need any of these.
Had a beach bag. Didn’t need any baskets.
Definitely skipping the fried grasshoppers snack.
Me really happy not to be eating grasshoppers.
Candy, no thanks.
Pork rinds, that’s a hard no.
Mango and melon actually sounded good. But not sure how clean the knife and water to wash it was. So pass .
really not sure what it, only that we didn’t want it.
And then finally no vendors. The vendors did not do a hard sell. A simple no gracias got them to keep walking. The water was really nice too. Warm and no waves.
After the museum on Saturday, Jeff and I went to a famous sorbet place.
It’s been around for over 100 years ago it must be good.
There were so many fruits common like strawberry but also exotic like guanabana, but elote caught my eye. Because what could be better than corn sorbet? Turns out a lot.
Jeff got a mango which tasted amazing. Mine came with actual corn kernels in it. The first few bites were great. The top photo shows my delight in having something that tastes like frozen corn. But, after half of it I wondered if I even like corn.
Jeff was nice enough to share the rest of his mango. And I understand why Ben and Jerry’s doesn’t have Corn on the Cob ice cream.
Sven and Sergio thought my new purchases were for them. Sven tried to spin around on the salad spinner. When I explained what it was they still thought it was for them. They felt their leaf dinners have been sort of wet, so are glad I can spin them dry.
They really got excited fit the drying rack. They refuse to believe it’s not a sloth jungle gym.
It’s,starting to cool down enough at night to walk. It’s still hot, just not unbearably hot at night.
Not much else going on. We are settling into our new apartment and have discovered Mexican Amazon. So far we’ve bought 2 things I’m very excited for. A drying rack and a salad spinner.
I’ve gotten it into my head that juicing should be my new hobby. We have a juicer in our Seattle storage locker that we rarely used. So why not buy another one? The great thing about juicers is you can get them cheap second hand. That’s how we got ours in Seattle as well. We found one here and jumped in an Uber.
Here’s Jeff already regretting his purchase. The woman we bought it from we’re pretty sure was not into juicing. Her house was very basic, 3 rooms. Hammocks instead of beds, no AC. She explained that it had been her son’s. She didn’t even know how it worked.
No one seems to know how they work. There are so many videos. It took us repeated viewings of three different ones to even put it together.
And then we remembered why we didn’t juice much in Seattle. It’s a mess.
But healthy and delicious.
Too bad I broke the sink while cleaning up. I tried really hard to not have anything go down the drain. We do not have a garage disposal. But, a lot must have gone down the drain.
On Saturday night we went to Costco to get a membership. You might think the above photo is Jeff at a cenote at night. And you are right. There is a cenote in the Costco parking lot. You can no longer go in it which is probably good. Its hard enough leaving Costco with all kinds of groceries. If you then felt like you should also take a swim in a cenote it would be too much.
It’s small but looks pretty nice.
Costco seems like the thing to do on a Saturday night here. This is the line just to get a membership. The store was packed. It would have been a 90 minute wait. We’ll come back another time when it’s less busy.