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La Manzanilla Memo - November 17, 2012

New delegate

Lifetime resident Pedro Preciado Chavez became La Manzanilla’s new delegado (delegate) in the October 28 election. Everybody in town is familiar with Pedro and his friendly smile. Prior to beginning his three-year term, he served as driver and announcer for the La Manzanilla Information System truck, our primary source for news of important local events. He also worked for 22 years with this area’s Civil Protection unit.


La Manzanilla Memo - October 27, 2012

How I Spent the Summer

If Thomas Edison is correct about ‘genius being one percent inspiration and 99 percent perspiration,’ I was absolutely brilliant during this column’s summer hiatus. Summer in La Manzanilla is like being locked in a sauna, while a sadistic Mother Nature pours water on the rocks nonstop. Daily heat indices, frequently hovering in the 110-degree range, made it easy to break a sweat doing nothing more strenuous than sitting in front of a fan. Forget about doing much else.

La Manzanilla Memo - March 17, 2012

Light at end of the tunnel

As this year’s “Season” in La Manzanilla draws its final gasps … I’m ready to press a pillow over its face to help it along.  Enough, already! The Season started with a hurricane (Jova) and will end with Semana Santa – similar phenomena, in my opinion.  In between, hardly a day passed that something reportable wasn’t going on.  Plus, day/night-trippers from Manzanillo to Arroyo Seco added more strange faces to the people I already don’t know who winter here. I´ll gladly accept some cheese to go with this whine, but I didn’t retire to be this busy.

La Manzanilla Memo - February 21, 2012

The Big Chill

A cold front from the north and a few days of rain put a chill on activities in La Manzanilla last weekend.  Baseball, soccer, and polo games were cancelled.  The flea market extravaganza in the plaza was rescheduled for this Sunday, the 19th.  Wind gusts as the front moved in toppled trees and sent unsecured roofs flying, yet our electricity never so much as flickered, a miracle unto itself.  Our usual “clear blue and 82” February temperatures plummeted to the 60s and low 70s, sending us year-‘round-resident weather wimps scrambling for hoodies and long pants, much to the amusement of vacationers who still found the weather balmy and better than what they’d left behind.