East of Z

The students are back in school, the summer vacation tourists have mostly gone home, and life returns to "normal" for the residents of Zihuatanejo. From now until November we tighten our belts and ride out the slow season and see who's still standing when the tourists begin to trickle back.

Meanwhile, we just have to suffer our forelorn existence by ourselves. This was rough to have to watch this morning. Don't know how we put up with such things. Don't you feel sympathy for us?

Septihambre?