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... We managed to keep up our enthusiasm for the first hour or so until tiredness set in and we came to a compromise with Nora for 2 more songs; and piled into a taxi around 3am.
The next morning I'm up and ready to explore the city. First I head out with Moni to track down screws, almond milk, a vaccination for Viki and varnish to finish off some furniture they are building. A random list of items which gives me a chance to look around the ...
... a game. There were lots of close calls and I couldn't tell if the other customers were for the United States or The Netherlands. At one point, when the game was still 0-0, the waiter came over and asked me what I needed. "A goal," was my answer. Well, I wasn't specific enough because The Netherlands then scored. Ugh. Luckily we scored before the game ended, putting us into overtime. It was a great game, but in the end we lost, which meant we were ...
... Toño, and of course his parents, Carlos Sr. and Blanca were amazing. I was welcomed back into their home and treated with such warmth and generosity it really was difficult to leave.
So this is goodbye again but I hope it's more like, hasta lluego y no adiós. ¡Envió besos y abrazos muy fuerte a todo la familia Villarreal y mis amigos potosinos! Ustedes tienen una casa en Toronto siempre.
Thanks to everyone who has been following me on this journey and especially those with kind words after the last two posts. It helped me feel a little better.
I am fortunate to have four places in this world that feel like home and I am in one of them now, the city of San Luis Potosi. When I travelled around Mexico and Central America over 15 years ago, I met a wonderful person named Angélica. Through her I met ...
... fire in a big oil drum, warming themselves. They stared at the strange sight before then, a lone rider in the rain, in the fog, working his way down the dirt road. I didn't bother asking if I could go on, I was too far gone, I was all in.
As I set my eyes quickly back on the road, I was astonished and thrilled to see a pickup truck coming in the opposite direction. Alright, I thought, the road is open. If a pickup truck can get through, no problem for me. The truck slowed as ...