As we have posted, it’s election time here in Mexico, including local elections in San Cristóbal de las Casas. We have already commented on the political aspects of the elections. Another peculiar happening during election time is that the city has become dry, that is, no alcohol.
They are very cheap here. Want to see what $100 pesos of food looks like? (At today’s rate, that’s $7.35 USD.)
After the jump…
The sun was out. I’ll post more about it another time, but this made me laugh.
And it’s all over on July 2 and we can’t wait.
For one thing, there are these cars driving around with loudspeakers, blaring information for this candidate or that. Even if I spoke good Spanish, I doubt I’d understand what the hell they were saying. It’s very garbled and distorted because the volume is so high.
Click on over to the home website to see the direction I’m heading for the cover. I might be liking it.
Esta OK?
(Upon the advice of Wes Nations over at JohnnyVagabond.com. He’s been at this WAY longer and actually makes money off of his website. Neat guy too.)
The other day, I tried to so some cleaning. Just a little, not a lot. I was in for quite a surprise, as my father-in-law can attest to…
What was interesting about the unexpected running with the bull on a Chiapas highway was not the excitement, or the rush of running for what we thought was our lives, or a practice session for running with the bulls in Pamplona with my father, or the rare opportunity to run in panic with dozens of Mayan descendants in one moment of shared experience. Rather, it was the structures of authority in place and its comparison to the United States – that wealthy and unenchanting world of reasoned irrationality – a token (as the neo-Marxist Marcuse would say) of advanced (un)civilized progress.
So here it is, the end of a long, stinky day, and what’s the only thing my travel companions can think of? Beer.
So, as I said, I started out this day wearing wet pants and being way overtired. Additionally, I was informed that we were taking the van to a place where we had to take a boat to get to one of the ruins we were going to see. I was thrilled; a zigzaggy van ride, followed by a boat ride. What’s not to love?