The here and now... and what and why

Complacency is a trap. At least that’s what I was thinking when I up and left the comfort of a Yankee prep school gig, where I taught music, amongst other things, for 28 years. There was also that life long career as a composer, musician and artist.

First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.

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Santo Domingo

Santo Domingo
The view from Corazon del Pueblo

The hereafter re me

My photo
Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler

Monday, October 15, 2012

Seeing red

Well, that was weird.  I was taking a quick jaunt into the city to grab a torta at La Horrmiga and was about 5 k. out, when all of a sudden there was a really long line of taxis along the side of the road.  They were all from the same union or something as they were all the same colors.  There was one right next to me.  I bunch of guys ran onto the road and the taxi next to me pulled diagonally across the lanes behind me.  It was a bloqueo, a blockade, and I was the last car to make it through.  I looked in the rear view mirror and saw cars and buses already at a standstill.  I continued to drive in, but behind me was a sea of no traffic, not a car in sight.

On the way out, I figured it was blocked in both directions by now, so I took a different route back to the house.  No problema.  All part of life in the not so fast lane in Oaxaca.
Now, that's color, isn't it?

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