Took a road trip to the nearby (20 miles) condo-timeshare development —the Mayan Palace. We were herded like cattle into the ‘sales’ process, but scored a nice free brunch along the way. After nearly 2 hours of touring the place and taking the sales pitch, we declined the purchase opportunity (for a mere $49,900). They did not appreciate my suggestion that their price seemed like a Mexican opening price and that we should be able to haggle. They had a large roomful of tunas on the hook with professional arm-twisters. The golf course (a Jack Nicklaus design) looked very nice, and is available after 1 pm for only $50. That would have been the place to play instead of the local brown-course. Maybe next time??
Went to the fish-market area for a sunset snack—still full of the brunch. I enjoyed a moundful of steamed clams (complete with sand) and we both enjoyed fried ice-cream for dessert.
Carly surprised us this morning with some new floor decorations---I was not paying close enough attention to her longing looks at the door. Nor did I pay close attention to the floor, stepping in ‘it’ and spreading it further. Terrible way to start the day!
Inasmuch as we will be leaving at 7:00 a.m. tomorrow, we have already started the packing and cleaning mode
Shirt held hostage!
As is my custom on trips, I purchased a souvenir T-shirt from one of the stands on Rodeo Drive, only to realize that it was too small---I would be shrink-wrapped after the first wash. So I headed back to exchange it, only to find that the store was closed. I subsequently visited him, only to find out that he didn’t have larger sizes---but maybe he could get some from his other store. I left the shirt with him---giving him the shirt AND my $10. He was closed again yesterday. On the final visit, Senor Alejandro the Bandito was still AWOL. A lesson learned. Stupid Americano! Subsequently bought another shirt for $13.00, which according to Janice was actually a $23.00 shirt ( plus the gas for 5 visits to the store.)
Went to the fish-market area for a sunset snack—still full of the brunch. I enjoyed a moundful of steamed clams (complete with sand) and we both enjoyed fried ice-cream for dessert.
Carly surprised us this morning with some new floor decorations---I was not paying close enough attention to her longing looks at the door. Nor did I pay close attention to the floor, stepping in ‘it’ and spreading it further. Terrible way to start the day!
Inasmuch as we will be leaving at 7:00 a.m. tomorrow, we have already started the packing and cleaning mode
Shirt held hostage!
As is my custom on trips, I purchased a souvenir T-shirt from one of the stands on Rodeo Drive, only to realize that it was too small---I would be shrink-wrapped after the first wash. So I headed back to exchange it, only to find that the store was closed. I subsequently visited him, only to find out that he didn’t have larger sizes---but maybe he could get some from his other store. I left the shirt with him---giving him the shirt AND my $10. He was closed again yesterday. On the final visit, Senor Alejandro the Bandito was still AWOL. A lesson learned. Stupid Americano! Subsequently bought another shirt for $13.00, which according to Janice was actually a $23.00 shirt ( plus the gas for 5 visits to the store.)
The final meal at the Casita was exceptional---surf and turf especiale, which was preceded by several margaritas. Enough margaritas that I was later spied on the dance floor (dancing---not really ‘on the floor.’). This may not occur again until the next solar eclipse. A final time together with our new trailer trash friends from Iowa—Gary and Kathy Rees. Wonderful people who we plan to see again on the road someday.Event summary:
As the saying goes on these trips---if you don’t have a good time, look in the mirror. When RVers get together, there are usually good times and good people, and sometimes ‘special people’ like Gary and Kathy. This event was well organized, and priced reasonably (considering that $500+ bought 6 meals and the RV park fees for 8 nights.). We won’t be doing this one again, as we believe we now have enough Mexico experience to do this without a caravan/rally group, though we will see if we can convince a few trip-mates to join us on the next one—whenever that is. Possibly San Felipe next winter??. Carly did quite well, and was not a burden at all, as was our original concern.
As the saying goes on these trips---if you don’t have a good time, look in the mirror. When RVers get together, there are usually good times and good people, and sometimes ‘special people’ like Gary and Kathy. This event was well organized, and priced reasonably (considering that $500+ bought 6 meals and the RV park fees for 8 nights.). We won’t be doing this one again, as we believe we now have enough Mexico experience to do this without a caravan/rally group, though we will see if we can convince a few trip-mates to join us on the next one—whenever that is. Possibly San Felipe next winter??. Carly did quite well, and was not a burden at all, as was our original concern.
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