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January 21, 2008 - Taxco, Mexico

Written by GingerBlossom Published in

My Grandmother Gauger kept an immaculate, sweet smelling house. She was a wonderful baker, grew flowers, spoiled her grandchildren rotten, wore flowered dresses that she sewed herself, never used strong language except in German, and wouldn't dream of going to town except in black pumps and hose. In short, Grandma G. was a sweet little old lady - EXCEPT- Sunday afternoons when Pro Wrestling was on TV. She'd be yelling and hollaring and totally caught up in the whole thing.

Obviously I didn't get that gene. I left the Lucha Libre after 10 minutes. The warm up music was great. Crowd watching was great. Weather was great. The fighting was just silly - they'd be falling down before they were even touched.

I got back to Taxco at about noon, I'm glad that I left an extra day, neither shipper has everything ready yet, we've re-set two deadlines, one should be ready tonight, the other is on the homestretch, and I should be able to pick up papers tomorrow morning. We'll see if this deadline happens, or not, I really wanted to take a bus out to the caves tomorrow, but if it doesn't happen, so be it. This is, after all, the land of mañana.