He worried about me taking the stairs, but I told him that I take the stairs loaded for bear, i.e. I carry a tactical knife with me and I know how to use it. That doesn't mean I go looking for trouble, it just means that if trouble finds me, I've got an edge. I will try to avoid taking the stairs late at night. I thanked him for letting me know and I headed back to my room to shower, etc.
I dress in a skirt and top and clip my knife to my waist...blade in, so no one can see it. I head down to the Malecon and visit Arturo, and my conservative couple are there. We talk about our dinner plans. They're headed to Coconuts, which is a really beautiful place. I'm headed to a place called La Papa Loca (The Crazy Potato). I hear they have these potatoes to die for, stuffed with all kinds of wonderful goodness and cheap! I get directions from Arturo and another couple of guys and off I head.
The evening is cooler and the streets are teaming with the locals. I'm headed off the beaten path to a more non-touristy area. This place is on the other side of the Mercado Centro Municipal, i.e. the two block long series of indoor stores, shops, restaurants, etc. I walk at a decent clip, swerving my head side-to-side trying to locate the place.
This place is popular. People are lining up for a table, and I got in just in time. Not that I mind sharing my table. This cute little boy came up and he's just staring at me..I think he's gonna try and roll me for the table, but my Momma didn't raise no whimps! I can totally take a 6 year old down if I have to!!
I enjoy every delicious bite of my potato and my belly is ROUND!!! Cost of the potato? $70 Pesos. Yep, that was one cheap, filling meal. I get up, pay my bill and head out to walk off some of this bloated belly I'm carrying around with me. Couples are walking around me, holding hands, smooching in dark corners. Some of these kids look way to young to be canoodling, but now that I'm older...everyone looks young to me. There are still girls in their school uniforms, I think they're headed home. I cross the busy streets and finally get to familiar surroundings...the cobblestone walking streets.
I tool around there for a bit, and head back to Arturo to let him know I found the place and how good I thought it was. I also catch a taxi home. No need biting something off that I don't need to. Besides, with this round belly, I may not be as fast as I think I am. Good night Peeps. Until tomorrow.
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