Cold wind Hot music Good food

It was freezing in here when we got up this morning [well not FREEZING but darn cold] – the little heater just did not do the trick last night. Big heater is now running to take the chill off. We put the electric blanket back on the bed a few day ago but didn’t hook it up. Last night in the middle of the night we were hunting for the cords to plug it in. Couldn’t find them – can’t imagine where we put them they just must be shoved way up under the mattress. Will find them and plug them in today for sure. And I thought there was a heat wave coming this week – what’s with that?

Our friends from Alaska got to feeling a littler better by early evening so we did end up going out. Picked them up from their hotel around 5:30 and enough time to drive way out to the look out point to watch the sun go down. No clouds for texture but pretty none the less.

Then we went to the Italian Restaurant, Casa Canobbio, in the Plazuela Machado for dinner and to listen to Rafael play and watch the gringos dance. Before we sat down we took a walk around the plaza and discovered the spray paint painter was back. It is amazing how easy it makes it look.  Stood and watched him work on this waterfall painting for a while. In fact it ended up going back to Alaska.

This little girl was fascinated by the whole process.

Last night we had to sit at a table up on the patio not in the street – the wind was just too cold. Charity had a margarita pizza – said it was delicious, Craig and I had lasagna - very good and Bill had some kind of spaghetti with anchovies and capers in it. I shiver just to write it. He said it was very, very good. And I had a glass of wine with mine.

Raphael plays very melodic music – Mexican and popular. The usual group of gringos were there line dancing to everything. Then Raphael played a request from Craig. I think it is called “Gang Man Style” – very interesting to listen to something made famous by a Korean being played and sung by a Mexican and danced to by a group of gringos while having dinner in an old Mazatlan Plazuela.

Who says Mazatlan is boring? Not us. Always something going on.

The evening ended too soon, but it was just too cold to sit and talk. Craig and Charity are leaving this morning for Alaska. Wish we could have spent more time with them. Maybe next year.

Heard from some other friends that they managed to get stuck in a snow storm driving between Las Vegas and Sedona, AZ. So think we’ll stay here for another week. Eventually it’s got to get warmer north of the border.