Fit as a Fiddle…

Sound carries up the hill in Garcia rentals.  I was just  wakened by a couple of men chatting away at 6 a.m. ish. Sleeping in the open air with the sound of the crashing waves is so refreshing.  The temp fell to about 17 c last night.  Warm blankets kept us toasty and it was the best sleep yet.  Weather forecast is warm and sunny for today and we are renting a couple of horses (and a guide) for the trip up to the big waterfall.

I started to feel  better last evening so once the rain had tapered to a fine mist with our head lamps ablaze (we carry them so don’t envision welsh coal miners) we went wandering the dampened cobbled streets to seek sustenance.  We were trying to find a couple of the places we saw on our little map, one was closed and the other looked a bit dull.  We heard the sound of Mexican music and saw coloured lights up a hill and liked the children of Hamelin we followed the sound.  The lights and sound lead us to Tacos Y Mas with a great courtyard setting.  We ordered the combination plate of 4 Tacos and and a Quesadilla and they were delicious. Tacos and quesadillas are all served open (not rolled) and are so fresh, good bye Taco Taco Bell!  OK…going to try to upload a few of my upriver photos from yesterday now.

Did you ever wonder what a certain phrase or quote means, well I did as I typed ‘Fit as a Fidddle”, here ya go  below info taken from,




Of course the ‘fiddle’ here is the colloquial name for violin. ‘Fit’ didn’t originally mean healthy and energetic, in the sense it is often used nowadays to describe the inhabitants of gyms. When this phrase was coined ‘fit’ was used to mean ‘suitable, seemly’, in the way we now might say ‘fit for purpose’.

Thomas Dekker, in The batchelars banquet, 1603 referred to ‘as fine as a fiddle’:

“Then comes downe mistresse Nurse as fine as a farthing fiddle, in her petticoate and kertle.”

Not long afterwards, in 1616, there’s W. Haughton’s English-men for my Money, which includes:

“This is excellent ynfayth [in faith], as fit as a fiddle.”

Posted on March 10, 2015, in Mexico, Yelapa. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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