Saturday, January 30, 2010

ROAD TRIP Concepción de Buenos Aires and La Manzanilla de la Paz Jan 2010

In the far southeastern border of the state of Jalisco
lies a beautiful and immaculately clean pueblo by the name of
Concepción de Buenos Aires.

This small and relatively young municipality (March 1888)
has a population of approximately 2500 people.

Most of whom appear to not live here.

Two things we noticed immediately:
There are hardly any people in this town,
and there are more horses and mules 
being used for transportation than cars!

Everyone tried not to stare at us, those who spoke were very friendly.
Several men stopped to speak with us in English
and we were told there were many residents now living in the US.
Well, that explains it!

But what it doesn't explain is,
why were there so many men on horse/muleback ferrying milk cans?


This attractive pueblo is surrounded by picturesque, hilly
livestock ranches and agriculture.

The plaza and portales were a brisk but sunny stroll.



Yo!  Where IS everybody?

All this blue sky and sunny warmth made these ladies hungry. . .

Top:  tacos de birria, chiliquilllas, breakfast
(with the best bacon I've ever had), homemade tortillas,
and condiments of salt, fresh lime, and homemade salsa
Perfectly yummmmy!  Total tab for 2. . .80 pesos or about $6.15US
This lovely woman, who owns a ceramic shop, turned out to be a fountain of information
and was so proud of her beautiful town.
One of the things she kept saying was that Concepción was a
very religious pueblo and the reason it was so clean
was because they had a woman Presidente.
Makes sense to me!

We left Concepción de Buenos Aires via the back way
for La Manzanilla de la Paz about 30 minutes away by dirt road.



The church and plaza at La Manz.

All in all, the star of the show today was
the glorious village of Concepción de Buenos Aires.

To get there from the north shore of Lake Chapala,
take a drive to the south shore and when you arrive in the town of
Tuxcueca make a right on the highway to Mazamitla.
Shortly after getting on the highway you will see the turn off for Concepción.
Total driving time from Joco to Concepción was 1 hour.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

After The Ball! Jan 2010

(A Tribute To Garbage)

This is a little tribute
to the morning after the


Saturday, January 23, 2010

Growing up Hawaiian - Part 2 - Pidgin English Jan 2010

Remember how we said Hawaii was the melting pot of the nation?

Not only did we do things differently where I grew up,
we even had our own language!

Because so many different peoples populated the Hawaiian Islands,
— settled by Polynesians, immigrated to by Caucasians (Haole),
Filipinos (Buk Buks), Chinese (Pakes), Koreans,
Japanese (Buddha head)  and Portuguese (Portagees) —
AND had the need to to communicate with one another,
a unique combination of words from different languages
was created to become the language of the islands known as
 Pidgin English.  

My everyday conversations were peppered with words
that drew blank stares from San Franciscans some 15 years later.

Words like:

pau - finished
kokua - help
kapu - keep out
huli-huli - go 'round
mauka - towards the mountains
makai - towards the ocean
make - dead
kamaina - local person
malahini - newcomer
okole - butt
pupule - crazy
akamai - smart, clever
pilikia - trouble
bumbai - later
hapai - pregnant 

The list is endless. . .

I was not allowed to speak Pidgin at home,
but at school and with friends phrases like this were heard:

Where you was? - Where have you been?
Eh, bra, you like da kine?  - Hey, bro, you want. . .(fill in the blank)?
No make li dat! - Don't do that!
Hooo, get plenny fish today. - Wow, good fishing today.
An den? - And then?
Okole maluna - Bottoms up!  (a toast, when clinking glasses)
No make pilikia! - Don't make trouble!
Broke da mout - Delicious
Da buggah wen make. - The guy died.

'Political Correctness' didn't exist.
As kids, we sang songs and told jokes that playfully made fun of
our races, and ethnic cultures with a vengeance
that would get you jail time today.

Such as:

Ching Chong Chinaman
sitting on a fence
trying to make a dollar
out of fifteen cents


Red, white, and blue
stars over you
mama say, papa say
you Pake


What's the biggest library in the world?
Aala Park, 'cause that's where all the buk-buks (Filipinos) hang out.


 Knock knock
who's there
mema who?
(mahu - transvestite or gay)

I know.
I cringe as I write this. 
But that's how it was.  And it was a different time and a different place.
It was done in fun, sort of a verbal elbow nudge to the ribs.
Was it healthy?  I don't know.

I do know for sure tho, that we accepted each other and our
cultural idiosyncrasies with humor and good will.

I don't think we do that anymore. . .
And it breaks my  heart.


Thursday, January 21, 2010

You Too Could Become An Expat And Move To A Foreign Country And Hang Out With Wackos Jan 2010












Which collection would you vote 
Most Likely To Move On To 
Fame, Fortune, and the BIG TIME
. . . and why.


Monday, January 18, 2010

El Señor del Monte - Jocotepec Jan 2010

Every year, about the second week in January,
mi pueblito celebrates El Señor del Monte - the Lord of the Mountain.
Yesterday was the last day of the festival
marked by the procession of El Señor through the pueblo in the evening.

There is a beautiful icon of El Señor that resides above the church altar 
364 days a year —  and 21 hours.  
For those other 3 hours He is taken down from the altar
and carried by noble men of the village, around and through the pueblo, 
in a procession.  

Step back, here it comes!

The clanging bells announced the emergence of El Señor through the church doors;
carried by the noble men.

Out into the street, and around the town they went.

There were Indians from nearby pueblos,
some with metal plates on their feet, doing syncopated dances.

Many of the people in the procession, and some of those watching along the roadsides,
traveled here by chartered buses from far away pueblos.
The buses are now parked along the highways and outlying roads.

Some of the devotees have special needs and ask El Señor
to grant their prayers by walking the procession on their knees.
Family members lay folded blankets out in front of them to kneel on.
Some elect to do it without!


El Señor brings up the end of the procession.  
He is followed by a pickup with loudspeakers
and someone praying and singing.

The bystanders then step in and follow the throng back to the church.

The crowd, as usual, was staggering.

 After that?
Well, for some, an outdoor Mass begins when El Señor returns to the church.

For others, its party time.

The plaza and the whole town centro was ablaze with lights, booths,
games, food, tequila, and rides.

The hand of God giveth 
 The hand of God taketh away.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Cruz Roja Chapala Delegation — A Tour Jan 2010

Presenting . . .Cruz Roja Chapala

Entrance.  Come on in!

The 4 bed receiving room...

. . .at an abnormally slow moment.

Nurses Nena and Paty and future nurse Sandy begging me not to take their pictures.
Didn't work.

Casting Room.  Oweeee

Don't move, don't move!!!

La Sala de Expulsion with incubator.
No, seriously, that's what it's called.  

The We're Watching You Room and Curación area.

Cubiculo de Shock
This is the really really really sick room.  
Sort of our Intensive Care.

With LifePak 12

Nurse Adriana cleaning airway equipment.

Supply Room

Dr. Armando charting.
Speaks English
ACLS certified and works in Guadalajara ER when not working at CR.
Good doctor!

Paramedic Quarters and Communications
Dr. Armando talking with medics on the way in.

There it is.  Stop on by and say hi if you're in the area.  
Drop a few pesos in the donation box, they subsist solely on donations.
Or, PayPal your donation to me and I will deliver it.

If you have used medical equipment that is good and still servicable or
medications that have not expired that you have no use for . . .
Cruz Roja can put them to good use.

Cruz Roja motto:
Seamos Todos Hermanos