Caballo

It is about an hour before sunset when I return to my camper, clean and cook fish, and heat up my rice, sweet potato, and black beans.

As I am debating a walk on the beach before sunset, a horse suddenly appears in front of my door with a broadly smiling young man who I do not know but have exchanged smiles with around town.

I am thrilled and pleased, just as he appears to be also! I step up to the horse and she lets me pet her face, her neck. I try to ask him in Spanish if this is his horse, where do they stay?

As I am speaking to him, my friend Elsa appears with about 6 of her grandchildren again. They are so excited to see the horse too, even though they are acting scared and girlish, they get rides on the horse with the young man.

I do not get to speak with him further, as he has exhausted the horse, who is very preggers, and himself I’m sure, and wants to return home. It is also gotten very cold on the beach, with the wind kicking up and the sun going down.

This round of folks leave.

Then the young man Jose I met at the internet cafe, who is the most bi-lingual person I have met here so far, appears with his friend. They hang out with me in front of the truck until a group of girls come by, heading for the ocean. Thank goodness.

As I watch the sun set, another fisherman and his pal come by to say hello and hang with me for awhile. It takes longer for the sun to go down then for them to get bored and leave.

Another interesting day in Mexico, rising and setting with the sun.

I prepare the photos I am going to take to class tomorrow. I write out what I am going to say in english and hopefully proper Spanish. I’m sure the kids will let me know if I’m not correct – providing they can understand me!