Tuesday January 27th
3 plus miles walking, 30 minute swim, ocean frolicking.
Craig played tennis with Rudy in the morning at the courts at the Holiday Inn, restoring an annual tradition. I was going to go to the Club to spin but instead decided to enjoy being home alone. I put on my Mexican playlist of tunes from Jimmy Buffet to Jr. Cadillac to James Taylor and cleaned the house! Slowly , distractedly, happily.
A swim was in order. Equipped with bathing suit and a coverup , pool id bracelet and keycard I walked the 5 minutes to the pool. My intention is to swim everyday at least 20-30 minutes. Swim is an over exaggeration as I am not a strong swimmer. Let's call it moving steadily in the water.
Different folks show up at the pool. Today there was a young Mexican couple deeply enjoying their physicality together. Other times, the older French folks will be in the deeper end, talking, laughing and throwing a ball around. Little children frolic, calling to their parents, "Mira, mira." Look at me look at me. Universal. Tiny babies with their parents have their first delights of water play and the doting parents enjoy it just as much. Moms always have plenty of snacks at hand. Dads play play play.
Craig returned and we took ourselves via taxi to Playa del Oro to test out our beach chairs and umbrella. The water is warm, just cool enough to cool a person off; no chills allowed. Ok ok. So everyone else on the beach has the same Tommy Bahama chairs and umbrellas and looks like us. But what a delight to be able stay at the beach, read and nap and people watch and have shade. It will become a bigger part of our routine now. And the chairs are easy enough to carry that we walked home. The beach is a mile away.
Evening brought us downtown to the ACT III theater to see the Joni Mitchell tribute. I wrote about this in tomorrow's posting.
I stayed up really late finishing my book.
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