In town on Tuesday for groceries. That night we had a tropical storm blow through and it rained. The locals said that they have not seen rain like that in many years. Mazatlan was flooded with 2 to 3 foot deep water and [probably] sewage. Great. It is such an old city they have no modern sewers to carry water away. We were lucky and were almost back to EDM before the rain began in earnest. I'm afraid the golfers from the cruise ships were not considering themselves lucky at all.
We were to play golf on Wednesday but we figured the course would be quite wet, plus the humidity was incredible, so we just sat around the pool and stayed cool.
On Thursday we managed to go golfing with some really nice people from the centre of the universe, not. They drove us crazy and we finally got rid of them on the 14th green. They have stayed away from us so far and we have avoided them.
The golf course is spectacular. After the game we decided to have a few beers and some nachos in the clubhouse. We were approached by a very tall and well tanned man. He made chit chat with us and then invited us to his house for a party on Saturday night. His house is located right behind our condo and backs onto the 4th fairway. We said we would attend but we were a little suspect about this guy. We put it on our schedule but had not decided on whether to attend or not.
Friday another hot day by the pool and out for supper to the clubhouse which was also having live music. A guy with a fancy piano and a female singer. They were surprisingly good. The meal was just so so. Their breakfast and lunches are great but they're really not set up for fancy dinners.
Saturday we hung around the pool deciding if we would attend the party. Our neighbours who own a condo here also got invited to the party so we decided to go as a group. We found out he is a criminal lawyer out of Santa Barbara and is loaded. He has another house in Hawaii. We were told to just appear and bring nothing. His house is huge and very very nice, marble everywhere. It was his 52nd birthday. He welcomed us with a kiss to Pat's check and a hand shake and a kiss to my cheek. I think he wants me. He is a bit of a strange duck. There was an open bar with about 20 bottles of wine, endless beers and hard liqour. Food was served with cake later on. We had a very good time and we were one of the last people to leave. Pat made a lot of contacts and when they found out she was a geneologist they were all over her. She has been invited to have a small seminar with some of the ladies who live down here.
We went down to the clubhouse for superbowl. Just watched SuperBowl half time show - Oh my GOD .... put the Who out of their misery .......... quick!!!!!!!!!! Was this show as bad in Canada as it sounded here? Monday is a new day. We're pretty tired tonight, but how could one complain as we sit on our deck in shorts etc. and it's now 10pm. Life is pretty darned good.
Love to all,
Al and Pat
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