Arrived at the harbor entrance at the crack of dawn. Boy, has this place grown since we were here 3 years ago! The yacht club has expanded, there's a nice brand-new marina, buildings are going up right and left, there are ten times as many boats as there were before.
Roy pulled his usual stunt. I had gotten the anchor ready, thinking we were going to anchor out as we did before. Then we saw the new marina and began looking it over. I asked, "Shall I get the fenders and lines ready?" He said, "Not yet. I'm just looking around." Moments later he was pulling the boat up to a dock, and I was scrambling like crazy trying to get the fenders and lines ready. He drives me nuts!
The marina office was closed, so we helped ourselves to a convenient slip. Two attendants came dashing over to take our lines. Boy, what service!
This place is expensive, but not quite as high as San Lucas. It will be about $30 a night for our boat. Trouble is, they haven't finished building it yet, so there are no showers or restrooms.
Roy took a nap in the morning, while I plotted our course to Puerto Madero. After lunch, I tried to nap, but even though I'd been up since 3 a.m., I couldn't sleep. Never could sleep during the day, unless I was sick.
Roy located and stopped a small leak. Then we got in our Royaks and paddled around. It was so refreshing! The water's cooler than it was 3 years ago, but still plenty warm for swimming. We pulled up on the beach and swam for a while. Sure felt good.
Returned to the boat, rinsed with fresh water, got dressed, and caught a bus to town. This is the start of Holy Week, so the town is packed with tens of thousands of Mexican vacationers. Over a million people live here. This is a very large metropolitan area. There is a constant stream of traffic--cars, buses, taxis, and horse-drawn carriages gaily decorated with balloons. The sidewalks are packed with throngs of people, all in holiday mood. No sleepy village this; everything is hustle and bustle.
We walked several blocks looking for a cambio but didn't find one, so Roy used a $5 bill to treat us to ice cream. Then we crossed the street and found a cambio that was open, so I cashed $200 worth of travelers' checks. We looked for a Larga Distancia (long-distance) office, but ended up in a new department store that would rival any in the U.S., so Roy bought a comfortable pair of walking shoes to replace his old worn-out shoes.
Went to the Gigante super market and bought a few groceries, but to our surprise, they had no fresh milk! Returned to the boat.
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