My friends came by yesterday and we went out to lunch at the American Legion. The writers group was meeting in the outside area and there was also a group of men playing cards in another area. There must have been thirty people or more and many of them were ordering lunch. There was one cook and one waitress. I wasn't surprised that we had to wait over an hour to get fed and I noticed that the quality of my Veracruz fish wasn't very good. They must have had to thin out the sauce to make it stretch out further.
I felt sorry for the Mexican waitress, running back and forth. At the end of our meal and when we were walking out the door, she came over and gave us each a big hug. She thanked us for our patience. I was really impressed. It was a special moment,. It outshone the meal and I will never forget it.
After lunch, we went shopping at the second hand and consignment stores. We were looking for furniture and as I had anticipated, everything was high priced. I found one beat old lounge chair for three hundred dollars. In the States, that would have been thrown to the curb. It was very discouraging. No wonder people pay thousands of dollars to bring their furniture down here.
This morning we are going to a yard sale and I don't expect it to be any better than yesterday. I saw a juicer in a consignment store, used, for a hundred dollars. I looked up the price online and that was more than a new one costs. So much for getting things cheap in Mexico.