I continue my tour down other streets this morning.

A closer look at that new beach sign. Is the guy in the photo actually pissing an arch? Pretty talented!

I see some girls selling beach fare who are definitely from my old haunt, the state of Chiapas. There say they are from San Cristobal but don't know my friend Cisco. I have found that the tribes of indigenous people from Chiapas don't seem to like to ch

Heating up and time arrives to seek out another beach lunch. Maybe today is a Big Feeesh day! The ceviche is very tempting, however.

I encounter another waiter who is strict by the rules. So for now it is my favorite non-alcoholic drink in Mexico a home-made lime-aid.

My old waiter friend shows up and remembers me as a repeat customer. He offers me something special to drink on the side but I already ordered lemonada from the other uptight chap. I say thanks anyway for trying to take care of me, my good friend!

Doesn't get much better!

This liquor store is on the corner across from my hotel and is in barefoot walking distance of my beach lounger in front of the hotel. I get the "Mexican price" from this lady after showing her a photograph I posted of her online last year.

My lady friend's daughter is here visiting her during her summer vacation from college in Merida.