Well today was a
day we did nothing – except go out to breakfast and to the grocery store. The
ocean was really rough today, big big waves and lots of wind. At least it
stayed cool. I thought it was nice everyone else was freezing!
So back to
yesterday – Across the street from El
Clavadista [the place where I had my raspado and where the divers dive] are
some pretty high cliffs. Along one is this.
For years we speculated on what it
used to be. Bill always said a road – I wasn’t sure. Well a couple of years ago
we bought a book on the history of Mazatlan
and discovered sure enough it was a road! Here
is the old picture of it.
Notice
the old Fords and pedestrians on it. According to the book in the 1920s the first cars in Mazatlan were Fords
so this was an area the Ford owners took their friends to impress them. Then or
now I sure wouldn’t want to go across it.
As
we walked along we came to the sculpture of La Mujer
Mazatleca – Mazatlan Woman. It celebrates the beauty of the Mazatlan women. You can see the dark clouds that were around
most of the day.
And
going by the Hotel Freeman – where someday I want to watch the sunset from the
roof lounge.
Then
we came to this sculpture. No signs or anything to tell us who it was.
So
Bill stopped a man walking by and asked him about it.
It
is of Fernando Valades Lerjarza a famous Mexican composer. The picture on the
piano above the keys is of his wife. Lucila Valdez de Valades. They had
thirteen children, 8 girls and 5 boys. They also lived in a house across the
street. A picture of the real man.
The
house was originally built in 1823 by a German. Through the years it fell in
and out of disrepair – at one time it was an Oyster Bar and Restaurant where
John Wayne, Robert Mitchum and Ernest Hemingway hung out. In 2007 one of their
daughters bought it and restored it – it is now a hotel and restaurant. The
Casa Lucila Hotel Boutique.
Walking a little further
on we came to this statue/sculpture of Pedro Infante. The statue of him on a
motorcycle honors his role in the movie A
Toda Maquina. He was born here in Mazatlan
and “With a golden voice, undeniable charm and devilish good looks – he marked Mexico’s
Golden Age of Cinema like no other star of his time. The motorcycle looks real enough to jump on and ride away.
We got back in
the car and rode out to the port and inquired about sunset boat rides, ocean
rides and pangas to Stone
Island. Maybe I should
add them to my list!
Then just drove
around town a bit. Passed this car. No idea why, but quite a paint job.
Looking down some
streets. Every time there is a color change it is a different house. The one here
could stand a little TLC. If you buy a house in Centro Historico you can
restore it, but the exterior has to remain true to the original. One of the
problems with buying one of these old homes is parking. There is very little
street parking and you can’t turn the bottom floor into a garage like they used
to be able to. The front door is pretty high up and small.
More homes,
different street.
This old building
has a bougainvillea growing on the top floor – or else it is a very tall
bougainvillea.
The sun came out for
a bit and lit up these buildings. Notice the narrow street.
I posted a
picture of the sunset last night. This was just before when we first got to the
beach. A parasail – tandem. They landed right in front of us. This is on my
list too.
Well another day has
passed and the wind has finally let up. We had frozen pizza for dinner. Stuff brought from home. Next time we'll go to Dominoes.