Bodega Aurrera
Bodega Aurrera is a small version of the superstore we usually visit in Zihuatanejo (henceforth to be called by its nickname Zihua to save wear on my keyboard). It is a bit closer so we chose it as our destination today, for the first time. Yes, besides groceries you can also buy other things here such as toaster ovens and car batteries.
On our way out through our building's gates we saw a bus go by. 'Just missed the bus,' we thought. But no, the driver had spotted us and stopped. 'How kind,' we thought. 'He's going to wait for us.' But no again. The driver put the bus in reverse and backed up to where we were coming out. I haven't been on a Montreal bus in a while so I can't say if they extend similar considerations.
It is very handy that the bus stops right at the front door of Bodega Aurrera. It is fine store as you can see in the photo below ...
On our way out through our building's gates we saw a bus go by. 'Just missed the bus,' we thought. But no, the driver had spotted us and stopped. 'How kind,' we thought. 'He's going to wait for us.' But no again. The driver put the bus in reverse and backed up to where we were coming out. I haven't been on a Montreal bus in a while so I can't say if they extend similar considerations.
It is very handy that the bus stops right at the front door of Bodega Aurrera. It is fine store as you can see in the photo below ...
... but the bigger place still wins.
While in this store I noticed a short fellow piling up large bags of soy beans. The bags were about half the size of him and appeared of no inconsequential weight. Since the pile he was building was taller than himself I observed his technique with interest. He took a bag, heaved it upward, ducking at the same time to get his head under it. With the bag on his head and his hands holding either end, he crouched again then rose up pushing the bag higher yet, and on top of the pile. It would have made an interesting video but I thought twice about that.
But I do have a video. Back at our place, I recorded the following near the building entrance ...
Next we spent a little time on our agreeable balcony...
... in the company of a much needed lemonade.
Then to the pool ...
Where we made the acquaintance of an odd leaf-eating fellow who, as far as we could discover, had no name. So I dubbed him Jorge.
He appears easily satisfied. No tomatoes, no onions,
no croutons, no Thousand Island dressing, just one
green leaf after the other. But he looks happy, huh?
To conclude - sunset, providing us with a fresh work of art every evening.





It was a magnificent sunset.
ReplyDeleteI can't believe that's Ed in the pool!!
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