Sunday
I was attacked by some lions, eaten. Sunshine dreamed it a couple of days ago. That has nothing to do with this update, though, I just threw it in. We spent most of today writing things on computers. This evening we ate at the Egyptian Café, a hookah coffee bar on the main drag of San Pedro's Centrito. I sat there on the chic Centrito sidewalk, willing someone to do something notable for the sake of this journal. Nothing happened, so we ate, and then we came home. Instead: more interesting Mexican news. A major US baseball stadium is adding Mexican sausage to its all-American menu. Judges are ejecting traditional sexist wedding vows in favor of vows stressing mutual support. Perhaps you would like to know there was a tiny earthquake under the south Sea of Cortez last night. An Arizona Republic headline notes: "Car Insurance a Must in Mexico." Assuming that the word "Must" here means it is illegal to drive without liability insurance in México, then yes (without insurance you'll lose your car and spend time in jail). Or if it means that it is illegal to leave your totaled import in México, even if you are otherwise faultless, then yes (you'd better have some way to have that wreck towed back over the border). Maybe it asks "will you ram into, or be rammed into by, another car while driving in México?" Then yes, "without fail." Of course, they may wish to fool tourists into thinking they cannot physically operate cars without insurance here, a hopeless cause. The article seems aimed at Americans too solipsistic to realize their US insurance won't cover them abroad, but this is a point possibly overlooked by many readers who don't think past the first sentence of an article. [Cavin]
Then, a 2 sided conversation ensued...
Egyptian Café, how I miss thee...
It wanted me to tell you hi. The Egyptian owner finally managed to get his family moved to México and I guess it was they who waited on us, since I had never seen any of this staff before (sadly the midget was nowhere to be seen). They have been tearing up the sidewalk down the street for months now, and Big Slice has been accessible only by little wooden plank over dirt trench. We were going to eat there today, but across the plank the door was locked and there was a little sign letting us know about how the power was out. All the other places up and down the dirt trench were open, though, so what gives?
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