Zee Day & Age

After buying our bolillos from our dear early-rising friend Elva at the pier this morning, my sweetie and I walked to the end of the pier where we ran into a couple of elderly fishermen enjoying their memories while the sun rose over the bay. Turns out they were both around 80 years old, yet both were the picture of perfect health with firm grips and calloused hands. They recalled knowing my wife's parents, particularly my widely respected suegro Don Fernando who was the telegraph operator before working as a civil judge for many years. As long as there are people with such memories the best of Zihuatanejo remains vibrant and alive.