Today is the beginning of Carnival. As a prelude, the carnival with rides arrived just after we did. I must say, as I watched the folk going up in the needle and then dropping rapidly to base, my heart stopped. We watched them set up the things; you couldn’t have paid me enough to ride on it.
The loud music is supposed to begin tonight. Ah, me. A fan as white noise? A pillow over my head? Hmmmm…. I may get a lot of work finished instead of a lot of sleep.
The picture above was taken a couple of evenings ago. That’s from our deck, about 100 yards from the carnival excitement. Tuesday a cruise ship came to port, so the fine restaurants put on a shrimp festival just up the Malecon from the carnival. For 25 pesos per ticket ($1.92) I could get a plate of shrimp fixed by one of these restaurants. Michael, my non-shrimp-eating husband, bought me four tickets. I found shrimp ceviche (incredible), and three other dishes, most of which I brought back to the boat (para llevar–to go–pronounced para yeebar) for lunch and then dinner. Wonderful.
Today I went for my final flouride treatment and Michael had a cavity filled. Let’s see, that was $13 for three treatments, $38.46 for each of us to have our teeth cleaned, and another $38.46 for Michael’s filling. We both saw the opthalmologist on Saturday for $30.76 each. I love Mexico. The oncology specialist in La Paz last year cost $47.60 for 1.5 hours of consultation along with an ultrasound. Living on Social Security also? Join us for your medical needs. The treatment is first rate. The doctors have time to talk to you. They smile and tell jokes — usually. And if they don’t speak English, they muddle through or have someone in the office who is bilingual. Thank you, Lord, for the blessings of Mexico.
