Here in San Pancho, a sudden breeze blew through last week. Turned out it was all of us breathing a deep sigh of relief as the Christmas and New Year crowds dissipated like fog in a hot sun.
In a matter of hours, there were tables available again in the beach restaurants from which one could actually see the sunset without umbrellas and visitors blocking the view.
After two weeks of tourists loading the little counters with snack food, tequila, beer, and diapers, one could actually approach a store cash register without standing in a line long enough to take a nap in. Main street became relatively driveable, except down by the beach, which is also down by the gallery, where traffic even today was more like a version of bumper cars using full-size vehicles. Parking was impossible unless we parked on top of the huge pile of dirt the municipality in its wisdom dumped there one wheelbarrow at a time just before our opening three weeks ago, and which is still there, having been removed from the streetside planters that were put in a couple of years ago and demolished by the municipality in its wisdom just before the holiday and just as the plants in them were starting to look good.
Who knows? I don't, but I admit to some fits of grumpy bordering on tantrums.
Fortunately, the sun is always shining at La Casita Mágica and the joy is palpable.
Craig's carnival hole-in-the-face painting is unbelievably popular and attractive to all ages.
I snapped this shot after dinner at Mr. Ribs with our houseguests the other night.
Our houseguests were Kari and John from St. Louis. Kari sings there with the Bottoms Up Blues Gang and Craig invited some of our local musicians to accompany her in a little impromptu concert.
We rented some chairs, which you can do here with a quick text message and no credit card, sent out invitations to our local email list, and spread the word to gallery visitors. And just like that, on Friday evening, we hosted the first of La Casita Mágica's San Pancho Sidewalk Series which brought a good deal of joy and fun into our week...with some post-holiday blues.
That's Dave and Joe and Tony with Kari. They rocked.
Steve joined in on trumpet...
...and Lonney on harmonica.
Craig got up there and sang a couple of songs, too.
We had a great turn out and were happy to see so many smiling faces during and since.
The gallery has been busy, with visitors from lots of interesting places in Mexico, Canada, and the States. We're planning a new show, opening on Sunday, January 25. I'll tell you about it here next week, and in the meantime you'll find updates on the La Casita Mágica facebook page.
We also spent an afternoon in old town Puerto Vallarta with our guests, wandering the Malecón and the church, Nuestra Señora de Guadalupe, which has a fascinating history.
School had just let out and the kids were in high spirits.
The Voladores de Papantla were flying high that day, too...
...over a couple of my favorite sculptures on the wide boardwalk.
Another day, we lunched at the hilltop restaurant overlooking Jaltemba Bay and Rincón de Guayabitos.
But today, with no gallery to open and nobody but us chickens here at the roost, Craig and I spent a couple of hours sitting in the sand at the nearly deserted north end of our beach, gazing at the blue sky and the blue sea...and watching the pelicans dance with the waves.
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