The Aqueduct Renovation Continues and Life Goes On (with my home above in the hills)
A two-day cold spell came to Querétaro and my brick house became an igloo again. No matter, as this will pass and warm sunny days are ahead. I am over Mexico and really want to go home. But US tax code traps me here for 330 days – to get the foreign tax credit, so I will endure.
Here a street vendor sees my camera and hides her face in shame (and my perch is revealed in the minivan’s back window)
In spite of Querétaro being the safe, emerging middle class of Mexico, there is so much I dread about living here. As kind and gracious as the locals are, they become demonicly possessed as soon as they get behind the wheel. The roads are so bad. I am always running out of water. Work sucks, but it pays a quarter million dollars a year. And then one sees all these people just trying to survive. So what the hell am I bitching about?
And these street vendors see my camera as well, and embrace it – but no sale, sorry!
Ah – life is not so bad. In three weeks I will return home – and come to appreciate the sunny days here in Mexico. And in May I will return to California and make the journey back to Piney Point in my BMW – with perhaps stops in the Grand Tetons and Yellowstone. Stupid dumb-ass attitude for me to complain about anything.
