As we say, "Every day is different here."
Today is crystal clear, breezy, very warm . . . a perfect Cuyutlán day This is a puente weekend, meaning that there is a national holiday of some sort that fell on Thursday, so everyone gets an extra "bridge" day off. That was Friday, the "bridge" to the weekend. There are many families here for the long weekend; the puestos are all in full swing, the hotels are busy, the beaches are crowded. The trinket sellers are all over the place, vending hammocks, beaded bags, jewelry, pots, T-shirts -- you name it. Cuyutlán is a bustling place today. But tomorrow we will have it back to ourselves again. Cars will pull out tonight, the hotels will again be virtually empty, the umbrellas and tables will vanish from the beach, and what's left will be the gringos and the beach dogs who live for days off the visitors' refuse.
Tomorrow is the official opening of our English language library. We haven't yet scheduled the press opening. We will christen its debut with our book group meeting to talk about Dickens' Hard Times. In preparation we went this morning to give everything a final cleaning; it gets very dusty and gritty with the sand that blows in through the louver windows (that won't close, but we're working on it). It is now swept, mopped, dusted and ready for readers. This project has taken us three years to get to this point and we all take great satisfaction if finally having our own space. All donations (cash or kind) cheerfully accepted! You've heard of junkyard dogs? We seem to have two "library dogs" who call it home. They get into the building by squeezing through a space left by some missing glass louvers into the foyer where they sleep. I have named them Dewey and Marion.
Friday was my dear sister Vicky's birthday. Happy Birthday Vicky. She's feeling much improved, thanks.
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