We spent a couple of pleasant days with Mark and Linette exploring this area. On Tuesday we drove Mohita north to a sweet little town called El Quelite. It's not very big—only a couple of streets wide, but lined with colourful casitas and friendly people. This area is home to real Mexican cowboys, cock-fighting, baseball, and an ancient game called ulama. We learned that it's kind of like soccer but using only the hips. At El Quelite we enjoyed a typical Mexican lunch in a pleasant courtyard and Joanna began a series of Mexican wall photographs. (More about that later).
Last night we had dinner at El Shrimp Bucket, a Mazatlan institution. Joanna remembers this from her first trip down here in 1974 with her first husband, Doug. The shrimp platter (shrimp prepared six different ways with three different sauces) was fresh as can be and very, very good. Here's a photo of the four of us there having an excellent time.
This afternoon our visitors returned to Victoria on the plane and Harry and I took the bus downtown to find some help for Maggie, who has developed a flea allergy. There are fleas in the grass in the RV park, and being a sensitive girl she has reacted to a bite or two with a bout of scratching. We noticed a sign saying “veterinarian farmacia” so we tracked it down and had a consultation (in Spanish) with a very professional veterinarian. He prescribed six days of antihistamine tablets and baths with “jabon avena” also known as oatmeal soap. I gave Mags a bath just now and it seemed to help her a lot. These kinds of adventures are what make our trip memorable.
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