Speed, Inertia, and Song

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We're down to our last two weeks here but we still needed some provisions so it was off to the supermarket this morning. The trip by van-bus always unsettles since drivers speed along the ten-minute winding highway between Ixtapa and Zihuatanejo. However I believe this morning's driver actually qualified for a psychiatric evaluation. So that was the end of bus travel for us. Transport, for the remainder of our time here, will be by taxi.

The vans all seem to be fairly new
which I think only encourages
them.

The photo below shows how comfortable the supermarket entrance is ...

Upon leaving, I had to wheel my shopping cart close to this creature but he didn't so much as twitch an ear. I just had to turn and take a photo of this royally supreme canine confidence.

Arriving home we found painters painting doors, including ours. This building is painted entirely beige, beige outer walls, beige passageways, beige doors. I don't know about other condos here, but the interior walls of ours are all beige. Was the decorator diagnosed with color-blandness?

Our front door getting its winter coat.

The above photo may inspire the question: How long does it take to paint a 3-0" wide x 7'-0" high door?

The answer? I'm not sure because they had already started when we arrived but, once inside, the painting of our door continued on for 45 minutes. The job was meticulously done by, I might add, a contented painter. As he worked he sang, and sometimes whistled tunes. This is a solid concrete building and the sound carried into our condo quite well. Yes, it is rather refreshing to hear a man singing to himself while he works

And today's finishing touch...
Flowers on our dinner table.

Flowers are not at all expensive here so we indulged in these for our table. OK, so actually it was Carol's idea.

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