A Day of Walking and Reflection

Today, I stride out to Barra in the early morning, meander around Barra,

sitting on the wharf during the rain, enjoying the humid, humid air,


chat with my mom,







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Tianguis (Market) I buy a bowl knowing I am paying more than I could but happy with price (70 pesos)

 walk out on the beach to take a beach plastic table and chair and and sun umbrella at Las Palmas, chat with the camerero (waiter), Omar, sharing French and Spanish phrases. I teach him an expression and he teaches me a casual way to say "OK" - chido!, and a informal and formal way to ask what time a restaurant opens: A que horas abren el restaurante? A que horas hay tienen servicio del restaurante?  I am sure there are errors, but it was fun. Omar says, about one funny thing, "I'm crazy" and I say, "Yo verlo", and he says, "But I love my madness". I could not agree more- an excellent approach to living.

Then home and then out to buy flour tortillas- finally learn the word for flour tortillas: tortillas de harina. I refind a restaurant my sister has referred to me for its enchilladas. Another fun conversation around ordering ensues. It is still humid!!! Dio mio! Me alegro!