I’d never seen one of these road signs before, seems like it could do a fair bit of damage to your car if you rolled over it at night. It was in a part of town with very little traffic, near Clackamas Correctional Centre, for the record.
I’ve been playing too much late night scrabble lately. I look at this and mentally I’m thinking, hmmm. STOP, POTS, OPTS, TOPS, SPOT, POST… they’re all worth 6pts, but should I use up my S on something so low scoring?…
Quantity not quality… 9 shots from wandering round downtown Portland after work yesterday.
Yep- It’s a cow piñata from Calle Enrique Diaz de Leon, if memory serves…
I didn’t realise the detail this bubble contained till I cropped it and zoomed in a bit. I’ve now an idea for some shots in the centre of town. Bubbles abound in Mexico. Zapopan, for the record
I’m still meaning to get on the design of this photoblog but haven’t had a chance just yet. Please bare bair bear with me. This is from yesterday wandering back from Guadalajara’s huge Baratillo sunday street market.
Apparently: Tortillas aren’t fattening (50 Calories per tortilla), are rich in calcium and fibre, and contain vitamins and minerals. You heard it here first. Picture from Ajijic, Jalisco, Mexico
Taken just before it got so dark they turn the ridiculous neon crosses on on its spires. The emblematic heart of Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico.
Tequila again, but the car’s from Michoacán. The loudspeaker on top is to keep you posted as you lie in on a Sunday morning of the latest prices of veggies, local politician´s promises, the times of lucha libre or bull fights and sometimes just music for the sheer hell of it. Love it!
Water from the taps in Mexico is of variable quality. Even if it gets to your house uncontaminated it’s sat around in tinacos (tanks) on the roof of your house for days and the plumbing isn’t always the most hygenic. So there are competing water companies who call round every day selling gallon bottles of water (garafones) for around 20 pesos. We’re sticking with Juan from Bonafont because Atticus gets on very well with him… The bloke here was doing around 30 mph in a built up area and looking backwards which is quite a skill in itself.
It’s like, how much more neo-gothic could it be? None. None more neo-gothic.
There’s more street art than you can shake a piñata at in Ajijic, Jalisco on the shore of Lake Chapala. Thanks largely in part to a large group of relatively well off upper North American retirees and local artists.
Atticus-centric view of an oncoming charro and his dog in Ajijic town centre.
