I drove out to San Martin de los Flores expecting to see scenes like this, along with all the fun of the Passion… self-flagellation, stigmata, special Easter empanadas etc., but couldn’t see anything. It’s in a pretty dodgy part of the city and the car’s been playing up of late so I considered parking it facing down the hill so I could push start it if need be but no… just turned around and drove home. I made the right decision though cos it’s not starting again. Might just have to keep the car running tomorrow when we go to the airport to pick up Sally and Minnie.
I got a few more cars looking like their surroundings pix, but I like this one best of a shop looking like tree tree looking like shopfront on my wander round today. I added a picture of our beautiful kerb a couple of posts down too. Might have to get a few purple swirls on that too. There’s hardly any traffic around and a fair few people wearing their sunday best on a Friday and it was nice to wander round Santa Tere with hardly anyone around.
No bloody wifi in the hotel. 10 bucks for 15 minutes or summink, but i sneaked into the business lounge to check my hotmail and suchlike. Lots to say, but little time and certain contractual obligations prevent me. Till June 3rd… Car broke down good and proper yesterday. Missed a v. important meeting and got towed by two different tow truck people. Today, one new alternator and $429 later, it’s all back to normal. Anyroad, hopefully shall sleep tonight. I’m off to the reception for earplugs and to settle in to me hotel room. 48 hrs to the weekend…
Well, if you can fit more into 3 weeks that we did with my folks, then you have my admiration. From Ajijic to Zacatecas we did pretty well what with sight-seeing, gastronomy, celebrations, social events and even cultural “stuff”.
Yesterday we planned to go to Magdalena to see the opal mines, but the Guachimontones in Teuchitlán proved to be a full day out in themselves. They date from around 1,500 BC and since no writings have been discovered are a fairly mysterious bunch of ruins. For the equinox (incidently, clocks go forward tonight I think, well they do in the States anyroad, and Mexico tends to be in sync just to harmonise business hours…*EDIT* nope, 1st of April…) there’s going to be all kinds of celebrations over that way. Get there by heading out of Gwod towards Tequila on the carretera libre and taking the Ameca turn off, then about 2km after Tala turn off right at the Pemex, and follow the signs to Teuchitlán and beyond up into the hills. We’ll definitely be back if only to try taste the wares at the pulqueria on the way to the site…
So, here’s a very public MUCHISIMAS GRACIAS to Mum and Dad from Sita and me for what I hope were mutually beneficial holidays giving us the chance to see no end of places we certainly wouldn’t have had the funds to visit and all in the finest of company. Have a lovely time with Sally, Martin, Atticus and the buns and we’ll skype yas soon 😀
I saw this nice little animation about what Skype is and how you use it. I got the English accented one, maybe ‘cos of the settings on my computer, or maybe it’s just standard issue. Anyway, if you haven’t got it yet, you need:
A computer, Mac OS X, Windows, Linux
ANY internet connection (ideally broadband, but dial-up’s fine too)
a microphone (cheap from Radio Shack or Target or Tandy o Gigante) or maybe your laptop has one built in somewhere…
Speakers/headphones
OPTIONAL: A USB webcam for the full-on Livin’-in-the-future-OMFG!-I-can-like-totally-see-you-talking-on-my-screen experience
Then you head over to skype.com, download the appropriate version and follow the simple instructions. Add contacts, such as “gwynfisher” and you’re away. No excuses now. You know who you are. And are generally Mac users, strangely…
So back to the minutae of my life, let’s not forget what this blog’s all about after all…
This is our letter box where we receive our bills and letters from banks, credit card agencies and Interpol addressed to Carmen Malagon (previous occupant shrouded in mystery… apparently wanted by every financial institution in Jalisco. When the phone rings, if it’s not someone requesting a song for the Top 40 Radio Show whose number’s one digit off of ours, it’s a bank trying to catch Ms Malagon by surprise. I’ve told them she doesn’t live here anymore, but they’re determined to catch us out and have her answer one day…)
Here’s our spanking new barbecue, $10 or 5 pounds 70 pee from Soriana. Note the charcoal is actually charcoal, practically log-sized pieces. None of your oh-so-dainty briquettes in Mexico, nosiree. Gert big chunks of trees they be. And I didn’t even use parafin nor firelighters to get it going. It’s nice to be BBQing again and it keeps me away from the interwebs and channel 40 for a while. Only the onions (‘campay’) were bought for cooking, the rest are objets trouvés from the fridge/freezer defrosting session.
Yesterday evening was going to involve doing some filming for Propaganda but we’ve misplaced our video camara. Which isn’t good but it will turn up somewhere. It’s a big house and though we’ve few belongings there’s a couple of places still to go. Jose’s sort of on his Semana Santa break so the plan is to go and film on Thursday and if we’re lucky there’ll be lots of people nailing themselves to crosses and whipping themselves. Seriously. Some people go to doctors who tell them whereabouts on their hands they can ‘safely’ put nails through without smashing your bones apart. Then they use sterilised nails and hang from crosses (using string). And I thought Easter was all about eggs and bunnies. You live and learn…
We’re busy packing up stuff for tomorrow’s epic journey but not too busy to scan in this leaflet from Prague’s Museum of Communism. They’re a little down on it to be honest… Anyroad, if you look at the location of the place at the bottom, it’s ‘upstairs from McDonalds, Next to the Casino’. We made it to the casino, but we weren’t up for the McGhoulash Happy Meal.
Also, it’s yer last chance to order fancy American exports before we leave- nylons, chocolate and chewing gum anyone? A militarily enforced democracy? Creationist high school biology textbooks? Comment away your order below
We went shopping for basics for the house and got to put our trolley on a special trolley escalator thing. Which (almost) made up for spending an hour or so in Target. Life´s what you make it.
I drove out to San Martin de los Flores expecting to see scenes like this, along with all the fun of the Passion… self-flagellation, stigmata, special Easter empanadas etc., but couldn’t see anything. It’s in a pretty dodgy part of the city and the car’s been playing up of late so I considered parking it facing down the hill so I could push start it if need be but no… just turned around and drove home. I made the right decision though cos it’s not starting again. Might just have to keep the car running tomorrow when we go to the airport to pick up Sally and Minnie.
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