Our own morning this Sunday had us at the Peacock Garden for brunch with our good friends Don and Lynda. The Eggs Benedict were not as good as mine (he said modestly), although I didn't have to make them and Melanie didn't have to clean up. The peacocks, gardens and grapefruit trees make a spectacular setting.
Peacock Garden, along with Tango (steak house) and a host of other good restaurants and interesting local shops, are on the main street of Colón, which runs one way. One lane is for passing and one lane is for parking. If you don't turn in your passenger mirror, you are likely to lose it to the propane delivery truck, or some other equally large or careless vehicle. The streets here are uneven cobblestone, and Colón is a great example. In Toronto it would be a traffic-calming zone. Here it is job creation.
After buying cartloads of cleaning supplies yesterday, we are getting the chance to use them and tonight are seeing the house for the first time in the dark. There are small accent lights everywhere -- by the ponds, the driveway, amid the succulents. We are finally figuring out what all the switches are for.
Talked to our house sitters George and Darlene tonight. After great weather, they advise they are looking forward to cold, and wet flurries. I guess we will be back soon enough.
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