by Think In The Morning | Jun 1, 2018 | Mexico, Words |
Read PART I and PART 2 and Part 3 Here we go round the prickly pear Prickly pear prickly pear Here we go round the prickly pear At five o’clock in the morning. If I could start over, I’d do just the same. I am, after all, who I am and not...
by Think In The Morning | May 29, 2018 | Mexico, Words |
Read PART I and PART 2 ¡Dios mío, Dios mío!, ¿por qué me has abandonado? [My God, my God, Why hast Thou forsaken me?] “Hello Mr. Jeffrey Farmer.” There she was, irresistible smile, shiny black straight hair hanging over the strap of her Xochitl...
by Think In The Morning | May 27, 2018 | Mexico, Words |
Read Part I HERE The voice of honest indignation is the voice of God. Suddenly, I found myself surrounded by people I did not know. The room was no different than any room in middle class America, white walls with a few framed prints, sparsely...
by Think In The Morning | May 25, 2018 | Mexico, Words |
In northern Mexico they work. In central Mexico they think. In southern Mexico they rest. She was travelling to Oaxaca for her two-year old goddaughter’s birthday. Chocolate cupcakes and a wrapped present were in the carry on. Her eyes laughed...
by Think In The Morning | Sep 26, 2017 | Mexico |
[Click on BLUE LINKS for sources and information] When we arrived at our B&B in Oaxaca at around midnight it was lightly raining. After a quick check-in with our friend Juan, I was pulling our largest red suitcase across the courtyard and up a step...
