Or, 12th Night plus two.
On 12th Night, also called Dia de los Reyes and Dia de los Niños, we had a wonderful party up on the 3rd floor. Eighteen of us watched the sunset, battled the mosquitoes for about a half hour until they moved on, then sat down to a lovely dinner prepared by both the resident chefs and the assembled guests. (I don't know the word for "potluck" in Spanish.) It was great fun to all be together after a couple of weeks of pauses between parties. The evening was wonderfully mild with not much breeze. The sky was very clear and we have about a half-moon. Full moon is not expected for another week or so; we'll have one in San Miguel.
Today, Sunday, we went down to a party with an absolutely delightful Canadian pair for a ping-pong fest. We ended up drinking a lot of wine, eating some delicious bocas, and talking about politics, both American and Canadian. A lovely, lazy way to spend the day.
News from the medical front: Vicky is home from the hospital after 20 days. She is very weak, but very happy to be out of confinement. It will take a while to get her back into fighting trim, but that WILL happen. Stay tuned.
Since it's Sunday, it's tacitos at the square for dinner. Tomorrow, since it will be Monday, it'stinages. So goes life here at the beach.
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