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and here we are in Puerto Vallarta. The ship is docked in the usual place. There is also the Carnival Panorama which pulled into port a couple of hours after us. It makes for business at the Sam’s Club and Walmart which are directly across a rather busy road from the cruise terminal.

We wandered off the ship and started heading down the road toward the city center. It became quickly obvious that this was not going to be a great walk. Miriam decided to catch a local bus and I headed back toward the shopping center opposite the ship. Turns out that everything there (except for Starbucks & the Wifi) opens at 1100. This was well before 1100. Did I want to sit around and wait? No…

After a bit of a walk in the other direction, I just decided that the ship was where I wanted to be. A bit of progress on Treasure Island (OwlForest)

(pix to be added whenever the server decides it isn’t too busy to process the upload. Mostly I have started the island in the middle…)

and some shots of us sailing away in the evening.

Miriam had a great time in the city center. Said it was lovely, found a great place for lunch, did a small bit of shopping and took the city bus back to the ship.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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