This gracious band of beach musicians lent their instruments to this family for a song, and a small fee, of course. Lovely version of “La Bamba.”
This fisherman was just getting ready to call it a day when he got this prize. The small fish dangling from his belt was the best he had done up to that point.
Swirling flames…alcohol specials…drunk, cheering tourists…must be – Happy Hour on the beach, again.
My husband also – but he said he left his keys somewhere. He did come up with a real find while out there though…
Winter Rainy Season is here, the tourists are leaving, and the merchants push their wares farther and farther out of their shops into parking lots and curbs.
Yesterday we came across this ceremony in progress. The bride had just avoided a wave…the men with pants rolled up had just tossed the groom into that wave. So it goes.