Monday in Cuyutlán

If it's Monday, it's tiages.

But even before the market we had the mosquito spray trucks. I heard them at about 6 AM this morning, driving slowly up our street with the spray mechanism covering the ground and bushes by the side of the road. I heard later that they actually started last night, worked around the area all night, and ended sometime late this morning. Of course, this is after the high season for mosquitoes. Better late than never.

But back to the market. The hot items in the market this morning were papayas for 5 pesos (45 cents) a kilo, pineapples for 3 pesos each, and someone selling crayfish for 70 pesos a kilo, or less than $3.50 a pound for big, fat crayfish. Unfortunately, I didn't think to buy some and pop them in the freezer for later enjoyment. Perhaps she will be there next week?

And if it's Monday, it's library day for me. It was, as usual, quiet and peaceful. I got a little needlework done, read a bit of my reading group book, Blue Horizon by Tony Horwitz, the story of Captain Cook's journey. I had a couple of browsers and then it was time to lock up and go home. Tomorrow is another day for the lovely Las Palmas library.

A lovely evening with friends last night. Their home is at the very end of the colonia, as of now the last house built out on the south end of the beach. We sat around the table discussing Mexican politics -- now there's a labarynthine subject if you've ever heard one. Good food, good fellowship. Sunday evening in Cuyutlán.