Eh? Tu Zih

Well, it looks like our first cruise ships of the year will be arriving without Zihuatanejo having it's municipal pier ready as our local authorities had hoped for. So if the ships don't cancel, their passengers will be taking tenders to Puerto Mío where buses will whisk them out of Zihuatanejo so that there is little likelihood of any local merchants making any sales to the passengers or crew. Not good for Zihuatanejo's merchants.

Our weather could not be more perfect, though I would still like to see some rain. Days and nights with perfect temps. Shorts, tees and sandals have been my daily attire for so long that I dislike wearing anything else. And sleeping with the windows open at night listening to the rhythm of our light surf in Zihuatanejo Bay has spoiled me terribly and altered my own biorhythms to sync me forever with our bay. I suspect many of our friends and neighbors feel the same way. Zihuatanejo just fits like a glove. So glad to be here. Every single day!

A sight that caught my eye on our morning stroll.

One of the landing platforms is mostly finished.

Looks like they're saving the cut pilotes.