Mar 14, 2019
It never gets old
You might say it was a day of lasts. The last time we were going into Mazatlan to shop and all that that entailed.

As we walked to the ticket office at the Embarcadero I was surprised to see these packages sitting in the sun. They were full of raw meat and chicken. Hopefully they will be picked up sooner than later.

This was a very large boat and this tiny panga was motoring right next to it.

Then my nose caught the odour of hops being brewed. As you can see by the smoke atop the buildings, beer was being made this morning at the Pacifico plant.


Street art. This one was signed and dated 2017.

Lovely roof top cafe. The structure beside it is going up very fast. Just across the street to the left is one of the Michael Gallery stores where I did some serious gift shopping this morning. Of course I managed to add a few items for us as well.

The mercado sits on a full city block and all the way around on the outside are dozens of tiny shops.

Because of the floor construction inside we now walk around the outside to get to the entrance we need. At one of the entrances I had to stop and take this photo. There are three of these lights hanging from the ceiling just past the chicken area. Beautiful lights. I wonder if this is is a new thing or a one of. Very pretty. My title for this post is ” It never gets old”. There is always something new to see even after nine winters here. I love it.

Once we got our Chihuahua cheese and tortillas we moved on to our favourite produce booth. The lady to the right of middle, in black, saw me taking the photo and waved. She has actually visited Osoyoos, BC, not far for where we live. So sad to say adios to our friends at the market today. I kept thinking that I should bring something back to them next November but I have no idea what a momento of Canada might be other than Maple Syrup. Any thoughts??

Colin missed out on a shrimp burger last week so we stopped after several hours of shopping.

Between us we had eight full bags, three of which I could not even lift. Just in case you need to go, I usually slip away to Panama’s to use the toilet while they start our food prep. Today they had run out of shrimp and had to get some from one of the fish vendors. It was a great burger 🙂

Our fishmonger. We got some snapper for us that will give us left over fish tacos for lunches and some shrimp to enjoy back home. I also picked up extra snapper to make a pot of chowder for my friend Libby. It is her favourite and this will be the first time she has fresh fish in it, which I have frozen until I get to Lake Havasu. It was so sad to say hasta Noviembre to her. She could not believe that we were leaving so soon. She is also someone I would like to bring a small gift to. But what?

I never tire of riding in a pulmonia. They have regular cabs now but we refuse to use them.

Adios shrimp fleet. Thanks for all the fresh shrimp we have enjoyed week after week.

I cleaned and froze our shrimp to enjoy back in Canada as a shrimp stir fry. The first bowl of water holds the shrimp just as I bought them at the mercado. I then peel each shrimp into that purple bag in the sink. These shrimp were already beheaded so I didn’t have do that today:) Next I slice the back of them and pull out all their poop and put that on the paper towel. They then go into bowl number two and then bowl number three. I really like them clean and if they are salty from the ocean this helps reduce the salt. I towel them off and put them all in a ziplock and into the freezer ready to use as needed. Nine years ago I taught George from ‘Our Awesome Travels’ how to clean and devein shrimp. I bet he now has a better method! I am still using the same one.

So ended another day on my beloved Isla. I often get teased about the number of sunset photos I take but you know, ” it never gets old”.




















































