Yesterday, December 13 at 11:00 am in the Golden Zone another fight between a regular cab and an Uber driver stopped traffic on Camaron Sabalo. One of the blocked vehicles was a tour bus from Tropical Tours with visitors from the Ruby Princess. For 30 minutes or so tourists and locals witnessed a loud shouting match with pushing and
Asi es La Vida
Most of the gender language rules make no sense at all. Many of you, obviously, already know this.
Yes, there are terrorist threats in the world today; but not from my family – anymore.
I too had found peace and tranquility in that Mexican village that day and had tossed the problems of my world over the fence to the chickens – at least for a little while.
Mom and Dad had had many discussions about this risky move. This journey that led them to the border.
Where do these nautical sayings we use in everyday language originate? As beachoholic devotees of the historical port by the bay and sea, it might be fun to find out.
I think anyone who cavorts about Mexico, even with completely adequate language skills, would admit to occasionally stumbling into uncomfortable situations.
Many are saying that the level of bombastic audacity, outright idiotic behavior exhibited, and bold face lies told in this election cycle are the worst in US history.
Am I more likely to meet an untimely end popping into the whole food co-op for some organic broccoli up here in the middle of nowhere than I am going out for a burger at Pancho’s?
My respect for the hard work, ingenuity, intelligence, tenacity, and long-suffering dogged persistence of the majority of the people of Mexico is immense.
Mexico; where not only can you expect the unexpected you might also do the unexpected. And what’s wrong with that once in a while?
Confidently ignorant, I had not yet learned about Mexican patriarchal fathers and (even fully grown) daughters.
Mexico is an oligarchy, the USA has become an oligarchy. It will be interesting to see which way the wind blows across both countries.
Consumed by one of the raging wild-fires that recently blazed through patches of Northern California recently, one of my favorite ‘sanctuaries’ burned to the ground. Charred timbers laying across bleak foundations, blackened trunks of pine and oaks standing in a soot and ash covered landscape. Fortunately, the hot spring and the cold spring, were still
One of Wayne’s repeated messages was to reiterate Joseph Campbell’s advice – “Follow your bliss.”