The woman I’m staying with is alternately warm and crusty. Rather like a pie, come to think of it. Speaking of which, she is an extraordinary cook. I’ve had an array of sopas and empanadas and all kinds of other -as foods whose names I don’t remember. She makes a killer horchata, too. Esta tarde I went with Magdalena to school which is far from here and just a few blocks from downtown. I decided […]
Read moreMonth: January 2010
Hello, Pachuca
Two days ago I took a cab to the Tuxtla Gutierrez airport, got confused about getting on the right plane, got lost in the Mexico City airport, tried to find the buses, bought a ticket to Pachuca, waited 45 minutes, and finally boarded a big green monster with front mirrors that arched forward like rabbit ears. The driver put on a video for us to watch: a Spanish overdub of Welcome Home, Roscoe Jenkins (which […]
Read moreThe Road to Palenque
Warning: This post has a shiteload of photos in it. We got up a little after 5:00 a.m. to get ready for 6:00 breakfast and the 6:30 shuttle bound for Palenque. Our concrete room was gruesomely cold in the pre-dawn. In the van I couldn’t keep my eyes open, and kept flopping over onto Sarah’s shoulder. I may have imagined it, but I thought I felt gentle nudges toward the opposite direction. Roadsigns advised drivers […]
Read moreMatar Tiempo
Today in San Cristóbal, Sarah and I had no big agenda. We just walked a lot. I continue to be lost all the time. As I made my way along the choppy sidewalk I was trying to delete photos from my camera, so needless to say I tripped on some obstruction and fell sideways into a building, scraping my elbow raw. Silly me. In the second photo you can see the church we walked up […]
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