It is almost dinner time after a long day -- getting the main sail installed was our big accomplishment. But we also did a grocery store run, offered to be a secret Santa for a young gal "off in the country", and met up with a few friends.
I was looking for a couple of meters of webbing and someone phoned a canvas shop; yes, he had webbing. The canvas shop is a bit far away so "can I bring it to you tomorrow?" I come down to the marina pretty often. Sold. I don't even know the guy's name.
Alan got a haircut. I think the word is SHORT. He said hedgehog.
And then we are about to have supper and up at the marina restaurant a mariachi band starts playing. We must go investigate. It is 9 piece band (5 violins, 1 trumpet, 2 guitars and 1 singer) for 11 guests at the party which we think is a birthday event. So we get to enjoy the music and remember that we are in Mexico.
It is 82 degrees at 8pm. What is not to love?
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