The crescent moon was visible during the sunrise on Friday, February 17
On Friday, we were up earlier than usual to get the boat ready to go. We untied shortly after 0800. The ride was uncomfortable for the first two hours, as we were in head seas. The first shot of the industrial area between Playa Pichilingue and Bahia Falsa. The second shot is a zoom in of where we suspect the residue in the air may be coming from.
Sunrise on Thursday, February 16. The crescent moon rose not long before the sun did, and was glowing brightly as the sun rose.
Wednesday had been a mellow day, but Thursday was the exact opposite – we went non-stop from morning until bedtime.
After completing our morning chores, we took the 1310 shuttle to town. The other day, the Uber that took us back from the grocery store passed a chocolateria called Fan Fan. We were hoping it would be similar to See’s, where we could get a couple of pounds of high-quality chocolates in flavors of our own choosing. From the cathedral, we walked the few blocks to the chocolateria. We were disappointed to see that this was their entire stock of chocolates:
On Wednesday morning (February 15), Christi and Keith finished washing the boat. They also went back over the parts they’d done on Tuesday to remove the layer of residue that had already formed.
We had a late lunch the Spanish restaurant in Costa Baja, called Taberna Espanola. Eric ordered two tapas: a mushroom stuffed with pork topped with a quail egg and beef filet with caramelized onions served on toast.
On Monday, February 13, the half-full moon rose not long before the sun did, and was shining brightly in the pre-dawn glow.
We tried to catch the 1310 shuttle to town. We left Kosmos at 1302. We got to marina gate at 1305, which requires a card key to get both in and out. There were people walking out ahead of us. They used their card key to open the door. They held the door open for us to exit, but Eric realized that he’d forgotten our card key. He sprinted down the dock while Christi and Keith waited inside the gate for him. He was back at 1307. The card key didn’t work. A marina employee happened to be standing on the other side of the gate. He tried to open the gate for us, but his card didn’t work, either. He proclaimed the door was broken. He walked to a utility box a little ways down the boardwalk, looked at it for maybe a minute, then turned the gate off. He waved to us to indicate that it could be opened without a key card. It now was 1312.
Continue readingSunrise on Sunday, February 12
We were craving Italian food. We took the 1310 shuttle into town to get some. The shuttle was about 12 minutes late (relevant for Monday’s story).
Someone had recommended a place called Locos Por la pasta (Crazy for Pasta), located across the street from the north side of the art museum.
