“Don’t eat until you’re full, eat until you’re tired!”
I must have been Hawaiian in another life.
Tonight we went out to dinner at Wendy and Neil’s favorite restaurant, KasKas. We walked downtown at 7:00. The air was really cool this evening so I wore long pants and a long sleeve shirt. This was about the second especially cool evening so far. They are all cool because of the constant breeze, but it is usually just right. It is a pleasant walk to town. We pass several establishments that serve food and even a new disco with music blaring. Across the street near the beach I see little places selling trinkets, jewelry, and clothes. Many more selling stalls exist on the weekends because it gets more crowded with the Guayaquil weekend vacationers. Playas is a good mix, because it is quiet during the week and lively on the weekends.
The restaurant was nice. The waiter Marcos, was very friendly and wanted to make sure we were happy with our food. Three of us drank Pilsners and the Wendy drank wine. They didn’t have any cool white wine for me. Leo ordered fried plantains with cheese for an appetizer. Leo and Wendy ordered a fish dish, corvina and Neil and I ordered Shrimp and Rice. I tasted Leo’s dish and both, his and my food were delicious. Fish is King around here. Beef is out, too tough. Even Filet Mignon, is poor. We had a good time. We are so lucky to have Wendy and Neil to show us the ropes.
After dinner we went for a walk through the downtown area. It was lively there, too. We walked to Playas’s Iguana Park. There were people sitting on the benches in the park. The park had one big tree in the middle with a place to walk around it and benches along the perimeter. Wendy mentioned that the iguanas and the pigeons slept in the top of the tree. We took a few pictures, but since it was night, they aren’t that good. We want to go back in the daytime to see them. Apparently they have performances at the park periodically. Across from the park is the “Town Hall” or Municipal Building. Also across from the park is the Catholic Church. It is a simple structure. Not like those grand ones in Quito and Cuenca. I am glad to see that this church did not have the gold domes and multimillion dollar facades because the people need the money spent in better ways here. We continued to sightsee as we walked home. The area we were in was near the Mercado that we had been to a few days ago. When we passed by the disco this time is was more busy since it was getting later, around 10:00.
The pictures look a little better if you click on them to enlarge them.
I really like living in a small town. I’m not sure why, but in some ways it reminds me of living in Naples, FL in the late 50’s. Not that it looks like it at all, but there is a “feel” about it. I remember in Naples, a girl took me under her wing and introduced me to everyone, so I felt a part of the community right away. It has been the same here with Wendy. Naples in those days was less crowded especially in the summer. Many kids drove around in open jeep (military style) and everyone waved and beeped as they went by. The beach was the place to go for all. You stopped and talked to people you know when you run in to them at the supermarket or on the street. It’s like that here. It’s the “feel” I like–small town atmosphere.