Tuesday, March 08, 2011

We Love A Parade

As I mentioned, last Saturday was Puerto Vallarta's answer to the various Mardi Gras and Carnival parades that are traditionally held just before Lent.  Now I am sure almost everyone knows that Mardi Gras means Fat Tuesday, so called because it is the last day to whoop it up before Lent.  But did you know that Carnival comes from the Latin carnevale or carnelevale which actually means "the putting away of meat"?  That's right, from the Latin caro or carnis which means flesh and levare which means to take away.

So kids, when your mother tells you that you shouldn't be wasting your time reading this trashy blog, just tell her how much you learn from reading it.  And really, how many kids your age know that a perfect Manhattan has both sweet and dry Vermouth in it and when they say it should be made with rye whiskey they are really talking about Canadian whiskey that is called rye in Canada.  Hey, that kind of information is worthy of show-and-tell.  Particularly if you can get the ingredients into your classroom.

As you can imagine the streets and bars lining the parade route here were pretty well packed up.  A bunch of us did spot an empty, albeit small, bar that looked unoccupied at Bistro Balsamar.  The restaurant was full, but the small bar tucked away in one corner was unoccupied.  Only two seats really provided a good view of the parade, but by planting our butts in them we could commandeer the whole corner and squeeze people in.

Just Me In My Corner, With Marge Right Behind


More Of Our Crew, Behind Marge Are Wayne And Paul


Valerie And Dave Added To The Mix


Sharon And The Mysterious Chinese Woman


It took us awhile to get our first round of drinks, but that was understandable.  The place was packed and everyone was settling in for dinner.  Once the dinner serving stopped we had no trouble getting service and having our drinks replenished.

And now, without further ado, or commentary, I present you the parade.  Or at least the parts of it that I was able to photograph.











































If you are wondering why the parade seems to be running in two directions, it is because it took a bit of  a loopy route and then returned down the same street again.  Hey, a twofer.

New friends came to visit, Dave and Carol, so stay tuned for more exciting (well, exciting for us old retired folks) stuff.

Sunday, March 06, 2011

More Boca And La Cruz

Once we got to Boca it didn't take us long to settle in at our favorite beach-side restaurant, Boca del Mar.

And The Gang Is All Here


Of course one of our favorite dishes here is the grilled red snapper, as fresh as you can possible get it.  And our waiter didn't disappoint us when he brought out a couple for us to choose from.

Fresh Fish, Big Fresh Fish


Of course, because we have no sense, we ordered them both.  Well, there were twelve of us, after all.  And we also ordered our other favorites, the Mummy Shrimp, the restaurant's specialty, and the Coconut Shrimp.  The Mummy Shrimp is a large shrimp wrapped in bacon with some Kahlua based sauce.  Both types of shrimp are simply delicious.  And I don't usually like shredded coconut, but when it is freshly shredded and roasted it is really very good.

And there are plenty of other options on the menu that also look delicious.  One day I am going to try their octopus.

Tom and Bella Examining The Options


It takes close to forty-five minutes for them to grill the fish so that gives us plenty of time to enjoy the buckets of beer that we ordered, and the tortilla chips and salsa that they brought out.  Well, Marge doesn't drink beer, she always has to have a drink that matches her outfit.

She Must Spill A Lot


She kind of reminds me of the time I saw Libarace in Las Vegas.  One of his spectacular outfits was bright red velvet.  He said it was what he always wore when he made his spaghetti sauce.

Our Fish Being Grilled


While our fish was being grilled the Mysterious Chinese Woman, Marie and Bella went exploring and spotted these fellows trying to get their boat off of a sandbar between the mouth of the Boca River and the Bay.

Push, Push, Push


They weren't having much success, but they were in luck, help was on the way.

Hold On Boys, Here I Come


Okay, Put Your Backs To It, Girls


They Couldn't Have Done It Without Us


And then, after working up a hearty appetite rescuing stranded sailors, they got back in time for our fish.

Grilled To Perfection


And It Didn't Take Long To Dig In




Of course we ordered way too much food.  That was just one of the fish in the picture above.  By the time the second one came out we were all stuffed.  And we ordered way too much shrimp as well.  No problem, we just packed up the leftovers and had them the next day at a leftover luncheon at the pool.  But that post will have to wait.

After we were done eating we took another exciting bus ride home.  The Mysterious Chinese Woman and I had somewhere else to go.  Our friend Randall was playing at a bar in La Cruz, another little town about as far Puerto Vallarta as Boca, but in the other direction.  But we just caught a cab out to his place in the Marina and then Randall's wife Andrea drove us all to the bar.

Britannia
 

Britannia is obviously a popular watering hole that has a large enclosed courtyard where the music happens.  They have a house band of sorts but on Tuesday's it is kind of an open jam session with a lot of different musicians joining in.

Randall On The Electric Mandolin


Randall is a very talented guy because he also stepped in and played the bass guitar when the regular player took a break.

A Jack, Or A Randall, Of All Trades


They did a wide range of songs, but mostly classic rock.  And even though I tried to give them a subtle hint, I couldn't get them to do Surfin' Bird.

My Somewhat Subtle Hint


It was a long day, for sure, but a long fun-filled day.  You can't ask for more than that.  And last night was Puerto Vallarta's answer to the Mardi Gras parade.  Not as big as the one in New Orleans, of course, but plenty fun anyway.  But more on that tomorrow.

Just A Blurry Preview


I've got a lot of catching up to do on my blog.  Been doing so much stuff here that I just don't seem to have time to post about everything.  And I have the vague feeling things aren't going to slow down much.  My friends Dave and Carol, who I met on our Berlin to Prague river cruise, are showing up in a few hours.

Friday, March 04, 2011

Getting There Is Half The...

Well, normally they say that getting there is half the fun, but when you go by bus in Puerto Vallarta is is more like getting there is half the terror.

Our Bus To Boca


Of course no bus ride here in Mexico would be complete without some kind of entertainment, and this one was no exception.

Think Mexican Radio


I tried to get the bus driver to turn around when I took this picture, but I think the screams of my fellow passengers dissuaded him.

Say Cheese


I was lucky, I got the one reclining seat in the bus.

No Upright Position, Though


We had quite a group heading to Boca for our little beach party.

Marie And The Mysterious Chinese Woman


Bill And Marcie


Bella And Tom


Sharon And Paul


Marge And Wayne


Somehow I missed getting a picture of Pete and I am sure I will here about it. He always pouts if he is left out. But Pete, you got more than your fair share in my post about Pipi.

And then our bone-jarring ride came to end and we got off the bus while others were getting on for the ride back to Boca.

You're Either On The Bus Or Off The Bus


They have installed a lot of speed bumps on this stretch of road so the trip takes a wee bit longer but is much more, well, bumpy. None of these buses have anything approaching a shock absorber.

And then we all headed down to the beach and to our favorite little restaurant, Boca del Mar.

Heading On Down


I will finish up posting about our day at Boca and my night at La Cruz tomorrow, but be sure to check it out.

Just A Teaser To Get You To Return


We have such a bashful group.