The Journals from the Road
November 27: Heading South - North of San Ignacio 12 miles, Baja Sur, Mex.
I got up early today and had a few bowls of the Spanish equivalent of 'Froksted
Flakes' which is 'Azucaritas' in Spanish, literally 'little sugar ones'.
After that filling breakfast I was humming a happy tune.
I said goodbye to Alfonso and his 25 year old son Roberto and headed for San
Ignacio. Thanks to both of you for this mini-Thanksgiving vacation! It is
about 88 miles between the two cities and at fist I thought I might make it with
such an early start. However, after a stop at the market for some food and a
chat with a young, traveling family I didn't leave until after nine.
I had a sack lunch in a small town and struck up a conversation with a woman who
owns a little taco stand. She told me that her sisters work in a local
tomato cannery for 16 hours a day and at the end of the week get paid $57.
After lunch the road was still level and so I made good time and finally got to
a small rancho with a restaurant. I requested Huevos a la Mexicana and one
place to camp.
As my huevos were being scrambled I played name that tune on my harmonica with
two year old Enrique. Since I only knew one Mexican song, La Cucaracha, it
was a win-win situation. Enrique was actually more interested in my blues
scales and later he attempted to run me over in his pedal-powered car just to
show his appreciation. We played a few two year old games and later he
told me that tomorrow was a very special day. It was his third birthday.
That night I camped next to the restaurant and the family moved into their
little home. I was started out of my slumber by a neighbor I didn't know I
would have who also apparently lived there. He zoomed his car in about 4
feet from my tent and let's just saw them are the things that dreams
(nightmares) are made of. But I woke up in one piece and all was well.
Hasta luego,
TAD
An 'edu-venture' around the world for peace.
"We seek to connect young people around the world to each other so that
their friendships build a peaceful world for us all.
-Tad Beckwith
The salt truck side by side the scoop vehicle.