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Allie's Time in Mazatlan

I dropped our daughter Allie off at the Mazatlan Airport after a two week stay here with us.  I hadn't driven the truck in six weeks so it was good to start it up and let it run for the hour round trip.  I do not like driving on the back streets here though.   The neighborhoods are very poor once you get a mile east of the ocean, and the roads are poorly maintained.  Some potholes are big enough to swallow up a small pickup truck.  And traffic is busy with motorcycles and bicycles darting in and out of traffic, pedestrians walking across the road, without looking, and cars occasionally passing on the right shoulder where there simply doesn't seem like there's enough room to get by.  As a result, I saw a lot of vehicles with bent mirrors, dents and scratches. Anyway, I think Allie had a good time hanging out with her elderly parents. Mescal and Tequila Festival All-Star Baseball game The baseball game was very different from ones that I've attended in the United States. 
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Carnaval is Over

Last night was the final celebration for Mazatlan's Carnaval, and I am relieved!  What started off as a novelty for us ended up getting very old.  It wasn't the crowds; it was the noise.  Mexican bands played loudly until 2 or 3 a.m. every night, except for last  night when the band played until 4 a.m. at our street corner.  

Every morning, the Malecon (seawall sidewalk) was trashed with food, paper, and liquids of dubious origin.   The city street cleaners managed to clean it up every day--only to have it trashed the next night again. 

We paid for a ticket to see the Saturday night parade from the Hacienda Hotel and joined some pickleball friends there. 



The food, drink, and company was great, but the parade (and the bands) went on and on and on.  Julia stayed until the bitter end.

 


 




I had to get up and move my cramped body from the small plastic chair into the open space at the rear of the hotel, where I could breathe.

Now that the Mardi Gras celebration is over, I'm hoping to get back to normal life in Mazatlan.  We played pickleball today.  I found my sweet spot today and won five out of six games.  We will try to go out to eat to tonight at a place that serves regional specialties, hoping that no reservations will be needed.

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MFH said…
"...stayed to the bitter end."

She's an animal!


Congrats on your Pickle wins!
February 23, 2023 at 10:20 PM
greg said…
Ahh yes. Masses of people, loads of noise. Sorry I wasn't there.

Oh wait. Yeah, not really. But it's always nice when things get back to normal. --now we just have to survive March Madness --
February 24, 2023 at 8:54 AM
John said…
Julia has always been a more social animal than I am. I don't mind crowds for short periods of time, but they do wear me down. I'm pretty sure March Madness won't be a thing in Mazatlan. This is not a tourist destination for Americans. We've met very few here.
February 24, 2023 at 8:08 PM
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