Patrice Is Here!

It was a day of perfect timing. I walked into the busy, as always, airport, bought tickets for the taxi, turned around, and Patrice was walking toward me. The total wait time was five minutes! A miracle!

My sister met Bogie and fell in love with him; he is with her, so life is ducky. We stayed in making plans for the week that include tonight’s benefit for Mercurio’s staff at Nacho Daddy. Doors open at 7. Find us and say hi.

In an hour or so, Patrice and I will be in Coapinole at that fabulous tianguis that happens every Tuesday morning. You can buy everything from a single, used screw to a brand-new ball gown, the freshest, most beautiful produce and clothes galore. A note to newbies when hunting for clothes: always look for tables with a price overhead; otherwise, the sky is the limit. Anything on a hangar will likely cost more than the same thing in a pile, but it is your choice. It is always fun, frenzied often, and a good place to practice speaking Spanish while immersing yourself in a decidedly Mexican way to shop. And it’s addicting!

Then, there will be La Comer, Costco, lunch, a nap, and Nacho Daddy. Please find us there and say hello.