A couple of days ago I posted photos showing that the river, which separates downtown from the neighborhood where I live in La Talanguera for part of the year, has officially once again joined the sea, here in San Juan del Sur’s bay.
I showed pictures of the predominantly plastic garbage that inevitably gets washed downstream with the rise in the river.
Wow, even what looks like an entire tree! Now, THAT would have been interesting to see floating down the river!
I’m glad the panga was safe and that they were out working because that’s the only way John and I were going to make it across the swollen river and into town for Saturday’s Farmer’s Market at Big Wave Dave’s.
It’s there that we get our weekly dose of Yessenia Luna’s Chicken Pot Pies and one or two of Melissa’s Kitchen’s fabulous entrées of the week, not to mention our favorite bacon. We rush to the bacon stand first because we gotta have bacon and he’s been known to run out.
And at the Saturday Farmer’s Market you can get, hands down, the best bacon on the planet. So, its not just any bacon. It’s not cheap, but it’s very very good.
I think that’s why the neighbor’s dogs, Ruffo and Nella, have adopted us, actually. When John opens our front door in the morning, the scent of bacon wafts down past the bougainvillea bushes and out past their house on the way out to sea.
Next thing you know, here come Nella and Ruffo, first licking their lips and next the bacon pan.
