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Work 4 Peace,Hold All Life Sacred,Eliminate Violence! This is my often neglected blog mostly about my travels across country in my mobile billboard truck as I attempt to engage in dialogue with people in hopes to wake us up and inspire action to change our country and communities and selves. And it is froth with my opinions, insights, analyses toward that end of holding all life sacred, dismantling the empire and eliminating violence while creating the society and life we want

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Agua, Aguacate, and Alma


I have water! Yeah! And it only cost me 50 pesos, which is about $4 – for 160 liters, which I think is about 40 gallons, plus another 10 gallons for my turtle caretaking friends.

Well, I also was the entertainment for people at the water plant! They couldn’t stop laughing at my Spanish.  Oh well, I didn’t practice before I went there so I was stumbling all over myself.

But they understood and filled the tanks up! That’s the important thing.

And the young womon who worked there, the only womon working there I could see, wanted me to bring her to the u.s. or to get her papers so she could go.

I asked her how can I do that? I know womyn who can’t even get their esposa’s papers.

I went exploring around La Cruz after filling up my tanks. There are truck loads of soldiers parked by the plaza, which seems to have few people in it, a couple of vendors, and a huge church with open doors.

I can’t see the commotion. There are also trucks and cars of police riding around. It’s a scary site to see young men in u.s. uniforms holding high-powered rifles casually in front of them, often pointing at people, scowling.

I ignore them, go down the main street of town until the end, park my truck, and get out to go shopping, now that I have water. I quickly come upon a man with a wheelbarrow full of avocados – I buy 4 for 20 pesos, twice what I paid in Los Mochis, but I think they are from the guy’s tree – I HOPE.

 I don’t want to go to the supermercado so I keep looking and finally find the little indoor market that has various vendors set up selling tons of meat but also juice and veggies.

I get cilantro, bananas, more peppers and limes, and a large papaya to share with the tortuga folks.

When I get home, I make guacamole, rice with sweet potatoes, and black beans to share for dinner tonite.

I interview Joana, the young womon from Portugal who volunteers here and speaks several languages, including english. She doesn’t think she speaks very well but obviously she speaks better english than I do Spanish.

She is interesting, energetic, sweet, and beautiful. And she has a friend in Honduras who is working in the mountains and maybe growing organically! She’s going to hook us up.

Tomorrow morning I head to San Ignacias for a day or two, and then back to the ocean, Mazatlan, and my friend Alma!