Yes, today was the day to go to the market, held each Sunday morning, on the other side of the highway. We got up, well, not early, but at least we got up (you know by now that I’m the sloth of the group), then made our way to the market. It was basically about six blocks of streets with vendors on both sides. The crowds apparently were small for a market Sunday, but that’s just as well for out-of-towner gringos like us!
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| A few blocks down our street, it turns right and goes under the highway, to the market! |
| Rat’s nest of wires above a main street in Bucerias |
| Dean under coconut tree on the way to bank |
| Dayna on other side of street on way back from bank |
| I cower at the thought of one of these falling on my head! |