Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Opera, Doors, and Pink Water

It wasn't the opera that we attended, but a ballet in the opera house built in 1910. It's what an opera house ought to be.



I seem to be hung up on doors.


We have a new neighbor downstairs who was interested in seeing a factory famous for its anise and honey liqueur. We like any kind of new trip and so we got out the car and headed to the town, about 20 kilometers from Merida, where we thought we'd find the factory. We didn't find it and showed Lyle the pink water instead. We did eventually find the anise and honey liqueur and it was right in Merida. When we found the factory, we also found the person responsible for selling the booze wholesale. She could see that we were still lost and directed us to a retail outlet where we didn't have to buy a truckload. Maybe I'll get a picture of the liqueur, but in the meantime, the pink water will have to suffice.