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Visiting a church on Sunday. The Priest told us this is the largest Christ on the Cross (or on wood) in the Americas. Well we think that is what he said.
Heading to town on the bus, 57 pesos or about 40cents
(below)Amazing 19th century cathedral in Old Mazatlan, 19th century
, a moving experience.
On a recent trip to the big Mercado downtown we were having a marlin taco at a vendor near the cathedral. There were two couples nearby looking at a map trying to figure out which way to go. We helped them out with directions and went on our way. That afternoon I saw the cruise ship leaving the harbor and I felt sad that they only had a few hours to explore this great city.
On Sunday we headed out to the Gold Zone to find some American football. We ended up at Yoopers, a sports bar, with a mass of other football fans. We shared a table with Claire and Tamara, retired cheese factory owners from Utah that have wintered here for 4 years. Talked more than we watched the game, had a great time. You might think cheese factory owners may be uninteresting, but you would be wrong. A kick in the pants, hahah. They had spent winters all over to find just the right place to buy a winter home, Mazatlan fit the bill for them. I sure understand why, really like this city’s blend of working man/tourism/natural beauty.
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