I have done posting about the Sunday Market but it deserves another look. After some arm twisting and the promise of a great breakfast we talked our Amigo Dennis Young on the sailing boat Mind Magic to get his car out of the garage and join us for one more shopping trip to La Cruz. Our first stop was to purchase some peppered Monterrey jack cheese. I wouldn't be needing it for a couple of weeks but I had to have some
The bougainvillea is so beautiful here in Mexico and it thrives with constant neglect. Everyone tells me that it will not bloom if you water it too much and these bushes are proof. It has not rained here in PV since we returned in early January and there is no obvious source of water for these bushes! I am bound and determined to have bougainvillea thrive in Bakersfield.
I always love the fishing fleet in La Cruz. They bring in a fresh catch everyday for the local fish market where I have bought the freshest fish that I have not caught myself. You will notice that the fishing fleet is not in the same marina area as the mega yachts, go figure. It could be because of too many sea gulls.
In theory all items sold at the La Cruz Market are suppose to be made by the sellers. I seriously doubt that these young men made these pastries but I am sure someone in there family did. We have been know to sample the sweets and these are wonderful
I don't care if you are at a craft show in the US or here in Mexico you are sure to find some blown glass. Always fun to look at but I never know how I would actually use it
I have enough Mexican bowls to last me a lifetime but I always stop and look at each display. Maybe, just maybe there will be a pattern I just have to have . The boat is already full of salad bowls, so I need to find something else to convince Rog that one more piece has to be carted home.
This gal always has the very best deserts! I speak from lots of experience.
I still cant pronounce the name of this store but I sure know what it sells, everything a man could want in the way of hardware. Rog needed mineral spirits for cleaning the winches on the boat so the shop keeper got a small milk bottle, emptied it and poured in what we needed. They are so resourceful here.
This is not your Carter's store but the little ones in Mexico are dressed to the tee! Always clean and staying close to mom.
There is just as much fascination with shoes in Mexico as there is anywhere. Don't ask for another size, what you see is what you get. I am not sure where these shoes originated from but the boxes were all written in English.
You can even find name brands, our son works for Volcom, at the local farmer's markets. I don't think I ever saw this shirt when I was at the Volcom company store but I might have just over looked it.
As we get ready to head up to the Sea of Cortez we know the shopping trips will be far and few between. Once we get to Loreto we may have an opportunity to get groceries but there is nothing like what we experience on the mainland.
