Back to my side of town and a couple of old regulars that remain popular stops on any bar crawl. First, of course, had to be the La Ballena Azul, the infamous Blue Whale. Always a crowd pleaser, but getting a bit upscale since they remodeled the bar and replaced the old wooden furniture with the free plastic stuff you get from your beer distributer.
I am not positive, but Sharon seems to have that "Are we sure we want to do this" look on her face.
Are We Sure About This?
I think she was still discussing this point with Sandy.
Well, What Do You Think?
Eventually she resigned herself to the inevitable.
When In Rome
Of course Dennis and Katherine settled right in. Well, Dennis had to put a napkin in his ear because the jukebox was really blaring away.
Just Like Home, Can You Turn It Down
And, of course, Bar Man is happy in just about any place that has a bar.
Like Pigs In Mud
I think the real reason Sharon looked a bit upset is that she was in a hurry to get to her favorite place.
Oh, Goody, Now We Can Party
Alberto rushed over to greet us and I am really starting to feel like a regular. I wish he would have tee-shirts made.
Old Pal Alberto
Of course it didn't take us long to settle in for the afternoon.
Ah, Just Perfect
Although we didn't order it, we were served some excellent grilled bonito, a member of the mackeral family. Bonito is a firm fleshed fish that is rather dark in color. In fact when it was first served to us we thought it might be beef. It was quite tasty.
The Fish Was This Big
Wrapped up in a soft taco and doused with a bit of salsa picante this was an excellent afternoon snack.
Chowing Down Bonito Style
Nothing to do after a snack like that but have another round.
Set 'Em Up Again, Por Favor
And Sharon was happy at last.
Oh Paul, Just Like I Always Dreamed It Would Be
Even Dennis and Katherine were swept up by the romantic setting.
Can We Come Back Soon?
The girls really did have a good time, and next time I want to sit at the bar like los tres amigoes behind them.
Merrily Chatting Away
And Bar Man was content as well.
It Just Doesn't Get Any Better
And, lest you get the wrong idea, I am holding a shot of tequila. The water bottle just happens to be behind my hand. Never drink the bottled water in Mexico.
The most surprising part of the day was that Rico had recovered from what ailed him and the rest of us managed to recover from the day enough to go out for dinner. It was Rico and Sandy's last day so they treated the Mysterious Chinese Woman and me to a nice farewell dinner at Cafe Bohemio. More on that later.