La Plaza de Armas

"The Plaza de Armas (literally Weapons Square, but better translated as Parade Square or parade ground) is the name for the main square in many Hispanic American cities. .  . While some large cities have both a Plaza de Armas and a Plaza Mayor, in most cities those are two names for the same place."…

Holiday Travel

Unexpected events make me very uncomfortable. So I'm trying, with moderate success, to teach myself to expect the unexpected. Lucky for me, there is a Facebook page for the school, and since a number of my coworkers left for Christmas vacation a day ahead of me, I saw numerous photos and comments about airport delays.…

Flowers

There aren't many flower beds here in this desert town. The centers of the main avenues are mostly bare dirt littered with trash and lined with diseased palm trees. But the walled streets, no matter how poor and dirty, have bougainvillea blooming all over them, and flowering trees. There are flowers everywhere here; they just…

History and Pecan Trees

Walking across town, I stumbled upon  Museo de la Revolución. I love museums. Especially the ones about history. It was Saturday afternoon, and I was the only person in the tour. Some high school students were guiding. Their English was very limited, and my listening and vocabulary in Spanish are limited, so while I can…

Staple foods

I finally bought some of what the man on the bicycle was selling in the neighborhood. It's elote.  AyLOHtay. It's corn. In Louisiana, we are very familiar with corn. It's everywhere. Corn is served on lunch buffets, at home as a side dish with supper, in casserole at Thanksgiving (alongside the cornbread dressing). You may have…

Border Crossing

If you listen to all the media hype (let's call it what it is), you might think that the world is a very scary place. You may begin to feel that nowhere is safe. You (meaning I) might be afraid to go anywhere. For example, consider the movie Sicario. If you haven't watched it, don't.…

Where Am I, Again?

There was a a cool front a few days ago. It has been raining off and on all week. It's just like Louisiana. Saturday is Spanish class, from noon to two. At about 11:30 I started trying to call a taxi. All three numbers I tried were busy. It wasn't raining at that moment, so…

“Vivo en la Calle Olmos”

  I live on Elm Street. The city of Torreón is divided into colonias, which are neighborhoods or boroughs. I live in Colonia Torreón Jardín, which is a sub-division built in the 1970s and possibly the quietest neighborhood in North America. It's completely residential. No shops or restaurants here. There's a park one block from…