Enjoying the Adoquin in Puerto Escondido

Here’s what you get right off the boat on the beach at PE – these particular beasts don’t look too inviting but I’m sure all the pelicans hanging around would love to get their chops on them.

Since I was here last three years ago this concrete bunker has gone up at one end of the beach, spoiling the view IMHO. We think it’s going to be a hotel but at the moment it’s an ugly grey skeleton.

The Benito Juarez Market is a must when you visit this town. Located about nine blocks from the beach in a big cavernous metal barn-like space, it’s where the locals shop for pretty much everything. The produce is wonderful and about 1/10th the price of fresh fruit and veg in Vancouver, particularly now as the Canadian dollar sinks ever lower.

On our walk to the market we passed a number of guys selling crucifixes, Jesus figures, and Madonnas from little metal trolleys.

Always on the lookout for religious shrines, I found this nice one on the way up to the market.

All of us are amazed at the tight synthetic fabric clothing people seem to be able to wear in hot climates.

Cecil was designated the cart man and did a good job of rolling his metal cart in, out, and around the various sidewalk obstacles.

Some areas of the market are beautifully scented from the lovely flowers for sale.

Others, the meat and fish sections, are not.

Pam likes to check out all the stalls before deciding on where to spend her pesos so we traversed the entire market before settling on a few places to purchase our goodies.

I was particularly taken with the enormous size of the cauliflower heads here, especially considering that in Vancouver we are paying $8 for a measly microscopic head these days.

Just below our house, on the other side of the Costera highway, is the Adoquin, a boulevard of shops, restaurants, and hotels that becomes a pedestrian only street in the evenings.

We had an ok meal at a local restaurant overlooking the Playa Principal in an attempt to hear the singing duo at Pascale’s down below; unfortunately, our restaurant was playing bongo music at such a decibel that we couldn’t really hear the singers.

This area is called the Adoquin and it is quite nice at night, with all the vendors selling the usual assortment of stuff, plus some things unique to this area, such as the black Oaxaca pottery.

Here’s Cec wondering where Pam has wandered off to.

I like the Adoquin area; lots of pretty white buildings and a good, although expensive, coffee shop called Vivace. The morning I was there a very cute little  Schnoodle pup was also there. Mexicans do seem to love their Schnauzers, and por que no!

 

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