I am guilty of sitting at the local Gringo hangout several days a week.
Not because I socialize, but because I am able to enjoy a decent fresh fruit plate with a dollop of cottage cheese adorned with little or as much I want of local honey, topped with several squeezes of lime for about $2.75 cents USD.
And I don't have to go to the market and find the correct ingredients.
Plus I don't have to section and prepare the fruit, cut and present on the plate, then later wash the dishes.
Some would relish at the idea of being able to do that.....
Don't get me wrong, I do that, but even then, I do need a break. And besides it gives me an opportunity to watch the people of Patzcuaro.
The other day I happen to notice someone standing at one of the balconies, a woman who was using the natural light in order to apply some layers of makeup. I have to assume it was layers, simply because I was her audience for about 15 minutes.
Enough time for me to enjoy, some papaya, mango, melon, banana with cottage cheese.
I am not a fast eater,... just for the record.
I savor, then watch, then sip the dark strong coffee, toss in a few more glances, pause and start the whole routine over again.
Watching people on the plaza could be a full time vocation, for some it is.
I am a part time watcher, though.
Anyway, she happened to pop in and out of the balcony about a dozen or more times enjoying the light that must have made her complexion all tuned up for her days performance.
But where could she be going to get all gussied up like that?
The mercado? The theater?
Perhaps meeting someone for lunch or a interlude at a roadside hotelito, the ones where you can purchase a romping space by the hour?
I pondered that for almost a full minute.
Then summoned my waiter and paid my check.
With tip , coffee and fruit included I laid down 45 pesos.
Watching the senorita on the balcony .....priceless.