The other morning, after breakfast, Gill, Ken and I decided to walk on the beach. I am not in love with walking on the beach but out we went, with the understanding that we would walk as far as we could, then turn around and come back. We headed north, looking at everything we found along the way. Lo and behold, we arrived at Bucerias. It took us almost three hours to get there, meandering as we went, so we were hungry.
Fortunately, we know many restaurants and we went directly to Karen's, a lovely spot right along the beach. It was also the first restaurant you come to in the walk into Bucerias. The food was excellent as was the cerveza. Gill decided to walk home along the beach while Ken and I took a taxi. It took Gill 90 minutes to get home.
Every day has a march past on the beach in both directions. People march up and down, always in bare feet and always in bathing suits. It is fun to just sit and watch as they march by. One thing for sure is obvious. Thin is better!!
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