The Peso is down....got 4,000 of them for $391 and change today at the BanaMex ATM. The airport in SFO only gave me 900 for $102.50, but airport "Cambios" are notorious for having the poorest rates, but what are you going to do when you have to take a $200MX cab ride? Gotta have some "P".
I hate the whole currency conversion thing...you have to keep your wits about you, and doing that is incompatible with drinking Tequila, or my favorite cervesa, Negra Modelo (and ** and the horse you rode in on if you think I'm being racist). It's actually called that, and here's proof:
So there; pbllltttt!
Then there's the matter of trolls. We all have 'em. In this out-of-focus shot, I AM THE TROLL! Yep, a bridge troll!
Yes, I'm shopping for a new camera, even now. That was an autoknipse shot, and the camera won't focus with the self-timer on anymore. Firmware issue, I'm sure, but with the other problems that this equipment is giving me, it's time to consign it to the junkheap of history.
This is my vacation read. Where has this guy been all my life? He makes military history COME ALIVE!
This is the vacation hootch: Yes, I know I can afford better. This is local 80 proof vodka at 77P$ the liter. I avoid a few sugar calories by drinking this instead of tequila during the day. Goes real well with Clamato (which is over 50P$ a liter) making a Bloody Ceasar. And I get some veggie credits that way. The proto-doctor daughter is coming down day after tomorrow and she is going to want a full diet report....
Well time to go to Curmudgeon Call and compose this week's Carnival of the Curmudgeons, not an easy task, because I've got to do some research from scratch, haven't kept up my running curmudgeon file like I do back home.