Nothing is Predictable

Even though I despise this word, as it is vague, overused and weak, I´m going to say that Mexico is...

RANDOM. I can´t think of a better word.

Instances of randomness I´ve noticed in the past few days:

* A man coming up to our window and playing the soprano saxophone in hopes of money
* A woman selling lint rollers in a bank
* A popular bread company called Bimbo
* The electricity going out suddenly...then on again...then off again
* The structure of Xalapa...it seems to have no consistent style or design, but that´s what makes it appealing

I think I might have a new section in my postings detailing a bit of randomness I encounter. I don´t know what to call it, but you´d like it.