At the zocalo.
They sell tortillas here.
They also sell fried bugs...
my "internet cafe".
The patio outside my room.
I don't have my camera with me at this instant but will post a couple of pix later today. It is 0730 and am in the park across the street from my lodgings; people are walking everywhere, jogging, walking thir dogs. Women sweeping the dust off the bricks, cars driving by honking horns. It so reminds me of Okinawa when I was a kid.
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wowza!! love it & love hte new paintings!! love you too, Casey
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