Life in Mexico is slow, simple and often humorous leading to adventures that occur when you don’t know the language, don’t know customs, and aren’t clear who to ask or the answer given. The tale begins with our decision to go to the mega grocery store in San Miguel. To get there, one has several… Continue reading $7 Pesos Gets You Somewhere
“But, I don’t want to get off the bus…” Seconds later I found myself standing on the curb with an old black man who also had been kicked off the city bus–neither of us at our intended destination. And we didn’t even get a refund of our fare! I looked at him for an answer.… Continue reading It Started with a Seat
This must be the first hippie van. And the doors speak for themselves. My contribution to Norm’s Thursday Doors Photo Challenge. See more at: https://miscellaneousmusingsofamiddleagedmind.wordpress.com/2017/06/14/thursday-doors-june-15-2017/ 1957 Southwestern Bell Metro Bus 7/
that little voice 