Getting settled … Which means finding out where the light switches are, and what does what, etc.
The apartment is nice enough, but there is a challenge at every turn. There is not room on either side of the bed for the walker, but it is comfortable. Plus, I am using the short walk to the walker as an opportunity to walk unaided.
I have set up a work station on the verandah that is similar to the Conch, but after dark the lamp isn’t quite bright enough. Plus, I am not certain about the people walking by on the street. Mind you, they are very little different than at the Conch – i.e. drunk and loud, but relatively harmless.
And speaking about ‘drunk’ and ‘loud’, there isn’t a restaurant within comfortable walking distance, but there’s a sort of bar/kiosk two doors down the street … WITH MUSIC. That loud, frantic, god-awful reggae-rap crap, that for me is like a two-hour root canal without anaesthetic.
It also stays open until 2:00 – 3:00 in the morning. So that hasn’t changed.
What also hasn’t changed are the dogs and kids. It seems that everyone has to have one, and generally several at once. I don’t know what the social assistance is like regarding child welfare, but the senioras and señoritas are all seem to have a kid in their arms during working hours.
The little burger shack down the street doesn’t open until 11:00 AM, and since I get up around 8:00 I have a 3-hour wait for my first coffee (instant.)
This morning a señorita came in with precocious brat, parks herself at the bar, and proceeds to let the kid run the restaurant. And guess who she chose to sit with … Who hates kids like mosquitoes, and who hasn’t had his first coffee for three hours? ME!!
Why lord … Why?
Once again, however, the weather is superb – Hot, in the 90s – and the scenery is beautiful. I also have a separate bedroom, so that defeats the noise (somewhat.)