Well guys and gals im back in mexico I have been for a few
weeks now but every week we have a new and speshel rule that we have to abid (
we call them diseplins)by this last week was no contact with the out side world
meaning no internet or phone calls or letters or any thing and of cores that’s
the week my prago sister/ niece disided to be born. But it ok I found out
eventually and dang let me tell you that kids cute althou a may be byest.
Probly not tho.
Sens being back its been farly normal we don’t have groups
comeing as often now its mostly just day/ weekend groups so most the time we
are working around the dorms the water went out at one pouint wich wasn’t to
bad sens we have a ton of filterd water and and gient like million gallon back
up tank of water but I did have to fors flush the toilet after droping the kids
of at the pool. Our new disiplen for the next two weeks is that we are no aloud
to drive the trucks/ vans for personal ues. This means that for the next two
weeks we have to walk/ get a taxi/ ride a bus. The busses down here are called
calafia and let me tell you you think the public transit we have up in the
states is in tens well this got nothing on the calafias. So this is how they
work calafia drivers own ther own bus and the more people they pick up the more
mony they make so thers all ways more room on a calafia and do to this fact the
drive fast and hard they zip around and squiez in a 2 foot gap. They will
littraly race to pick up passengers befor other calafias. the busses that they
drive are little tricked out short busses and befor I hear any jokes yes im
ridding the short buss and yes I am speshel but I diegres back to the calafias
so by tricked out I mean the put LED lights all over them and gient spoilers
and cool rims and they’ll put stuft animals in the grill and put stickers all
over the dang thing and they play what ever music the driver wants at what ever
vollum the driver wants. Now to a big fat gringo like my self the pathes and
routs that they take seam meaning les and arbitrary but to the traned eye
(meaning a former staf who helped explane calafias to me and a frend) they are actually
quite organized. In the driver side window/ the winshield the right were they
are comeing from and going to with a few stops in the midel all random places
iv only heard in pasing but with the halp of
sevearly broken spanes and a little knoleg of teajana geography we got
on our first calafia and made it to our faveret tacorea casa blanca and hung
out with chom and poncho the two chefs of casa blanca then we made our way home
on anoverly packed calafia. All in all it was rather un eventful. The next ride
was a longer distens and to a place that we where not 100%of the name so we
hoped on a calafia and took our chanses. Luckly we gambeled right and we got
off right where we wanted to be wich was a nashenals home that we had built for
him erlyer in the summer this guy is and amazing man and its crazy to see how
little him and his family have but how willing they are to give to us and
others he always tells up “my home is your home come and stay any time 1 day 1
month 1 year 2 years 5 years it dosent matter my home is your home your always welcome
here” they are a grate family and we wanted to invite them over for diner some
time so we hung out with them for a bit and then went to go try and find a
calafia home. This is wher it gets fun. It takes us a bit to figure out where a
stop is to get on once we find it with a little help from a local we get on a
party buss this bad boy has blue LEDs every where and I bigold spoiler spiny
rims gient exost pipe sticking up the whole 9 yards we get on and the driver is
braring snoopdog normaly its just a driver but on this one we had a driver then
a guy sitting on a specer next to him right in the midel of the buss controlling
music and the door then standing in the door/ half leaning out was a 3rd
guy telling every one where the calafia is going. We sit down and look around
and notes that the every one eles on bored are young kids in ther school uniforms
going home for the night rocken out to snoop-dog the music shifts slitly to Mexican
gangster rap wich wasent to bad well only becus I dident know what they wer
saying but none the less it was desent we rode the party buss for a bit then
got off at our stop and walked the last few blocks home. That’s just the
begening of calafia rideing ill have to ride them a lot befor I come home. Now that
we don’t have a group every week we will be doing more cultural days and
diveing deeper in to Mexican culture. For exapel we will live with a Mexican family
for 2 weeks some time this fall that shouled be fun. But I shouled get going
its my day off and its getting late so ill tak to you all later. Feel free to
wright to me or send me care pakeges if you really love me if you do I promes
ill wright back or at leats scribel on a post card and call it wrighting like I
ushualy do
Peace out brothers and sisters
