Speaking of drop dead gorgeous Latinas...

I sit outside starbucks at a round table, my feet propped up on an empty chair, pirating their "free" internet - free after you pay a mint for a cup of coffee, that is. Starbucks in Manzanillo is located right on the main drag of course, but on the side of a mini-mall.

Outdoor seating is limited to the side patio next to the mall parking, or a narrow strip in front of the store which borders and looms maybe 10 feet above the road and has better internet access.


My head is down as I am typing madly, trying to catch up on my blogging. If I was writing a scene from a movie - or half a movie as the best half didn't happen - this is what would follow:

I glance up distractedly as a sensuous voice says "buenas". She passes so quickly I can only see she is so cute and a dyke I'm (almost) for sure, and around my age.

I practically fall off my chair trying to put down my computer so I can get up and see where she's going, hoping hoping hoping she is stopping at the next store.


But alas, she has disappeared down the stairs without a backwards glance (which wouldn't have happened in the movie) and i can only hope she'll walk back by...


Since then, I've been practicing outloud "would you like to sit down?" which I think is "quierria (w/the accent on the 2nd i) sentarse?" Only I'll probably end up saying quiere sentarse cause there's too many rrrrrrr in quierria.

Shit, one of the only times I see an out, visible Lesbian on my Joiyssey and I'm tongue-tied, slow, and blink!