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I went to Mexico for a few days.
Mexico is a place where a man can think.
(This isn't necessarily more true in Mexico than it is anywhere else, but it's an interesting thing to say to someone.)

I was under the impression that once one puts up a huge sign, one's alcoholism is no longer anonymous. Do you think AA Mexico thought no one would catch on because the sign was in Spanish?

This is a statue of Lazaro Cardenas, former President of Mexico and the man who nationalized the Mexican oil industry. One can get the same price for gas in Tijuana that one could get across the country in Quintana Roo (currently about .30 less per gallon than in California). There are statues of Cardenas all around Mexico - this one stands in Ensenada.
He is a national hero.
Among other things, Cardenas expropriated the oil machinery of corporations like Shell in the 1930s and was neither bombed nor sanctioned out of existence. In fact, the United States and Great Britain grudgingly submitted to his terms.
He improved infrastructure and public education, his administration was known for its honesty, and he campaigned in some of the remotest parts of Mexico on horseback and without the coterie of bodyguards employed by politicians of the time.
Despite these, my friend Alx, who is from Mexico, tells visitors that this is the statue of the man who invented the elbow fart. Ay cabron.

I know this 400-ft. flagpole and immense flag look cumbersome, but I bought six or seven of them along with bags of churros from enterprising street vendors on the way back to the United States.
Previously: Ensenada
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1 Comments:
Marty es un chico muy buena onda, inteligente y estudiado. Me cae muy bien el y su esposa Rebecca. Su hija Marisol es bella, bella y me la quiero comer a besos.
Saludos!
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