For me, 2008 began in Argentina and ended in India, the realization of a lifelong dream of traveling, traveling, traveling. I probably won’t live long enough to completely satisfy my curiosity about the fantastic world we all share, but I hope that when the last trip ends, it’ll be in a village with the Hmong [...]
Against medical advice, Paul (El Guapo) and I made a run to Vicente’s in Dolores Hidalgo for a mess o’ carnitas. I’ll atone for that later: two extra sessions with my trainer.
On our way out of town, I saw a man selling piggy banks by the side of the highway. I can’t explain why the [...]
On returning from India, I was surprised to find that all the Guanajuato State placas (license plates) had been changed to rather stylish blue-and-white ones. The background of the new design features the image of Miguel Hidalgo y Costilla, a leader of Mexico’s independence movement, adding a historical, patriotic note.
I never had any love for [...]
Walk into any Safeway supermarket or Rodeo Drive boutique and ask to use the bathroom.
Right. Not a chance. The US of A is bathroom-unfriendly. A sign at a hot dog joint on Venice Beach says “Restrooms For Customers Only.” What a pinched, miserly attitude. I wouldn’t want to be the customer of a business like [...]
Vicente here has got a problem, and he’s dealing with it in a time-honored fashion: by taking it to the streets.
Pinned to his chest are two tin crosses and what appears to be a milagro—a charm in the form of a body part that needs healing—suggesting that his problem is a medical one. A Panniculus [...]
