July 5, 1972 Wed.
Dear Diary:
We got up early. Mrs. Zavala picked Mom & us kids & all the Hingst in one car. We sure were like sardines. We went to the market. The markets here are pretty, & not smelly! We saw I think its called “Del Carmen la Merced Church. BEAUTIFUL & the National Palace. We all had lunch with Dad at the Country Club. In the afternoon I was crabby. I finally finished “FIve were Missing” it was so good. Played shuffel board. Some kid 8 yrs. came and told us his life story almost. We kids ate by ourselves down st. at Biltmore next to our hotel. Mom & Dad at Zavalas party.
BYE!!
Note: I don’t remember Mrs. Zavala’s car, but to fit the four Hingst and four Fisches we were sardines in a can. She drove us to Antigua, south of the capital. La Iglesia of La Merced was built in1749; parts were destroyed by earthquakes over the years.
The market was so beautifully colorful and didn’t have hanging meat which always creeped me out with the smell and flies.
I loved playing shuffleboard but haven’t seen one in ages. My husband and I played several years ago in Myrtle Beach.
The book Five Were Missing by Lois Duncan was scary but good!
July 6, 1972 Thurs.
Dear Diary:
Mom & Dad went out with Mrs. Zavala. I read a bit on “Flying High.” I got up late this morning late for a change. I went down to the pool & we kids at lunch down their. They were all mad (Dave & Becky) cause I wouldn’t go swimming. Well thats their problem. We played a bit of shuffel board. Came up to our room 534-535 & sat waiting for Mrs. Zavala to pick us up to take us to the airport. The trip back was nice & short. Its good to be back in Nic. Lucia Sombras over but rest are still on. I got a present from Mom & Dad a painting of Rockwell.
BYE!
Note: I am not sure why Dave & Becky were mad that I didn’t swim with them. I would have rescued them if they were drowning.
Lucia Sombras was my favorite telenovela (soap opera), so I was disappointed to miss the ending. Latin American telenovelas are great in that they usually last three to six months from start to finish.
I still have the Norman Rockwell print. I met him when we were in Toledo in March of that year. Check out my post from March 25-27,1972 about my encounter with him and his wife. Serendipity!
July 7, 1972 Fri.
Dear Diary:
(Well for the new few days this will not be to acurrent cause my diary was at home in the brown bag.) We went to the supermarket to get supplies for the beach house. I drove with Dad & Becky in the Ford (Dad’s car) & Mom, David & Rosa drove in the Plymoth, Mom’s car. The house has more things than last year. The bathroom upstairs is locked (we found out later by mistake). I watched T.V. All of us kids are sleeping in the last room.
BYE!!
Note: We rented the same beach house we had rented the previous year in Poneloya. Missy went with us the previous year and we swung in the hammocks they had on the veranda singing our hearts out. We especially liked to sing “The Sound of Silence” by Simon and Garfunkel which we had learned in Glee Club. I lost a fingernail swinging but that's another story. 😊
Rosa was our maid who came with us to help Mom.
