Manzanillo is a working port and town and not touristy at all. How would you know this - store prices are in Pesos and not US$.
It is not a large town but we did manage a fairly extensive walkabout and got the opportunity to wander into the side streets and local stores.
After lunch Ed ventured out on his own to do a bit more exploring but the further he wandered away from the central part of town the less safe he felt - he took that as a cue to retrace his steps to the area walked earlier in the day with Christine - he did not want to take a chance and become a statistic mentioned on a news programme.
This is a hardware and general dealers store - it was full of wonderful "stuff". What a giant sling shot would be used for, I do not know.
This is a typical scene at a bank in South and Central America. The street is totally blocked with traffic and the bank customers are lined up outside - a security guard holds the door and persons are allowed inside the bank one at a time. Too bad if you are in a hurry for some cash.
This old fellow was camped out in the forecourt of a gas station trying to sell his one fish. He was very energetic, swinging the fish around and shouting to attract a buyer - very funny.
Mid afternoon - the fishermen are getting the boats ready for their next day early morning departure. It was very interesting - they had motors apart, they were fixing holes in nets, stringing hooks on long lines and being generally very busy. Assuming they fish five, perhaps six, days a week this is a very hard way to make a living.
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