Our building uses LP gas for hot water and cooking, and everyone here shares the bill after it has been delivered. Today, I walked to the office of our property manager and handed over 400 Mexican pesos. I thought I might get a little more cash at our close ATM too. These sound like errands, but I've often said life is comprised of ordinary chores. Rather than considering errands as exasperating or time-consuming tasks, I try to take joy in them. The little things in life are, after all, life. There's really no reason to go through one's limited time on earth while wishing any of it away.
Of course, even going to pay bills takes on added joy when accomplished in a beautiful environment and fantastic weather.
I couldn't seem to prevent my feet from taking me to the Puerto Vallarta pier. It has now become some type of entrenched, homing instinct. The structure at Los Muertos was only an additional three minute hike. After, I walked by some of the park by the River Cuale. Somehow none of today felt like drudgery.