This is where I spend the days connected by modem. Visiting Eduardo, and chatting with locals. Can’t remember the last time I spoke ingles. Must be several months now. Jeez, was it before New Year’s? It might have been last summer. Hablo ingles en los estados unidos, pero aqui solo idioma espaňol.
Eduardo’s kids asked me to participate in their pogo stick contest. 193 is the record so far. I count and keep track.
Eduardo has a DF radio station on. Pure reggae.
Car lost the electric radiator fan. Sure glad all this crap is happening here because it is easier to deal with. But it is sure is screwing with the moving north schedule. Gotta get tires, windshield, new air conditioning compressor, get the roof painted and fit the roof rack, make a cage. Ordered a universal stereo amplifier for home and car. When I head south I’m going to look like Jed Clampett.
Stepped on a scorpion barefoot last night. He was not ecstatic about it. Then almost got nailed again in the shower. Picked a washcloth off the hook and he fell right at my feet. A scoop of water and down the drain he went. All are Arizona Bark Scorpions – supposedly the most potent species in the country. My left foot tingles like it’s getting a shock every step I take. Amazing help with arthritic problems though.
High wind but no rain from the storm. Asked the head of ConAgua last week how far down the aquifer has dropped since farming began a dozen years ago. One half-inch in a well 30 meters deep with a water level 3 meters below ground level. Man that has to be one big aquifer.
The kids [his granddaughters in Michoacan-ed.] are doing fine once they get through yelling at me to come home. No more violence in their region. They are shocked about how costly living is here in Baja. They purchased pineapples three for 15-pesos last Sunday at the tianguis. 24-pesos each here. I maxed out on Imperial margarine and butter. Four pounds on the former, 2 on the latter, should last 6-months.
At least I can get mayonnaise without that goddamned limon concentrate added. But there are no carnitas or tamales to be found. Bajacalifornianos have a Mexical diet. Heavy California emphasis. I cannot stand doughy flour tortillas. Or the pure heat no flavor kick they’re on with salsa habanero.
In better news, A local ranchero is going to sell me some lamb chops and I have a planter with menta ready to distill into a jar of apple jelly. Soak the leaves in pure alcohol, let the alcohol evaporate then scrape the concentrate into the jelly.
My vainilla plant has 7 pods. Ready to distill in alcohol. I hope Brenda does this right.
Este esta todo de chisme hasta al minuto.