|The Chinese restaurant in Madeira , across from the pottery shop where I bought the rooster|
|Rooster on display (which makes me think of the Chinese restaurant )|
The painting is from our last trip to Mexico. The shop proprietor bubble-wrapped the whole thing, then covered it in butcher's paper. It was suddenly three feet tall . I carried it like a precious baby through the streets of Mazatlan. After the Dos Equis wore off I was glad to see I still liked it. Actually, I adore it (plus, it reminds me of the last cruise my dad took with us - see! you can justify anything if you give it feeling! )
The items I make off with are rarely Sombrero Purchases ( you've heard of this right? - crap you don't want once you sober up and are struck with the realization that big straw hats don't look good outside of Cancun.) That's not to say I don't have a little bit of remorse about the plaid Mickey shorts that spoke to me in a moment of Disney weakness. No, I say that just for Scot. I brought them back to the room and under his breath her uttered, "sombrero." For the record, these have been worn off the ship.