Easter Sunday 3-23-08
Three late nights in a row plus pre-vacation work, readying our jobs for us being gone, preparing ourselves by researching the trip, making all appropriate contacts in Mexico, tending to the details of life absent from the States for 10 days like holding the mail and newspaper, pre-paying bills, tanning to be able to partially withstand the tropical Sun, generally getting extremely pumped for the trip and the late nights living on adrenaline for the first two days in PDC had all taken their toll. As a result, we slept in until 9:45 a.m. The day before we’d asked the Concierge at the Sa ndos about churches for Easter and ties, She called the Catholic Church between Calle 15 & 12. Easter services were at 8, 10, 12, 2 and again at 6 and 8 p.m. We got ready and taxied to the church at 12 and experienced a wonderful service, entirely in Spanish but meaningful nonetheless. After all, how many people can worship internationally on Easer, the greatest Holy Day in Christianity! We did recognize the Lord’s Prayer and Apostles Creed due to their cadence, and we noticed many Anglo families there worshiping despite their lack of Spanish. Many thanks and praise for the gifts He has given us, our children and for our honeymoon trip! This was a great highlight of our time in PDC!
In church
Outside
We stopped at the World Famous Tequila Barrel for refreshment and to get out of the increasingly baking sun. I know the TB is world famous, and if you are not sure, their sign should convince you:
From the outside:
Convincing signage:
The service was great and so were the refreshments. Our own “barrel” was comfortable and so was the view to the street:
That little doorway was actually the entrance to the Hotel Copa Cobana – we peeked in to see a nice, open courtyard, front desk, some tables and chairs and stairs up to the room(s). Saw some people leaving with their suitcases and briefly lamented the day we’d be in their shoes. We still had a week left! Yay!
After a brief stop at a clothing boutique down the street from the tequila Barrel, we headed back to the Sandos to get our suits on for some BRT (beach relaxation time) <3 <3 <3. We’d had no palapa reserved via unique and familiar scented flip-flops, towels or other personally identifiable packed material, but fairly easily managed to find a palapa and chairs near the front for an afternoon of sun and relaxation.
Can’t get enough of this:
Or this:
A perchy friend:
