The doctor thinks he might like Canada
Decided to get a second opinion on Gail’s intestinal issues so called up the Gastroenterologist in town. Yes, he answered the phone and said come on over. We jumped in a cab and got lost in La Crucetia which is hard in a town of 13,000. After a bit of consultation we arrived at the doctor’s office and were greeted by the doctor and taken into his office which was papered with certificates of education and achievement. No glamour, no air conditioning, and we had to speak loudly over the noise of the traffic outside. We showed him the probotics that we’d brought from Canada. He liked the French side, said it was easier for him to read. Forty-five minutes later after an exam and chat about Canadian healthcare we were off with 2 new prescriptions that hopefully will do the trick.
Since we were missing the hills of San Miguel de Allende, after lunch we decided to head over to the beach down, or should I say up the road. Of course we waited until 2 p.m. when the sun was good and hot to head out. The road went uphill for 50 minutes with beautiful views of brilliant blue water and surf down the coast. The houses and sidewalks petered out after the first couple of minutes and we were walking on the somewhat paved shoulder through a very dry forest of deciduous trees. No other walkers out here. We went past the Naval base (Fred even took pictures without getting detained) and then downhill to the beach, our hike toke a little over an hour.
It was a small-protected bay lined with restaurants offering shade and cold beer. The eating establishments were all on thin narrow strips of beach one jammed right next to each other. As we passed each one, a waiter would try to entice us to sit at one of their tables. It was quite windy and there were many young surfers heading out to catch the short waves into the bay. There were a few gringos at the beach but mostly Mexican families playing in the waves.
After enjoying the sights and a dip in the ocean we headed back up the road towards home. The return trip was 20 minutes shorter. It was nice get out, stretch our legs and see another side of Hautulco.