Nothing is more necessary than the unnecessary.
Life Is Beautiful
I’ve written in the past how I can walk on the sidewalk with two Mexicans, of any age, of any body stature, yet find, when encountering a norteamericano that usually one of us must step into the street. I noticed a new phenomenon today: the person unfamiliar with San Miguel Sidewalk Etiquette will step near the curb facing the street and sort of teeter there – “back-to” as we used to say in Maine – until the storm of the stranger (me) passes.
Cuteness (Unfortunately) Knows No Bounds Department
In passing the above pod, one of the two young girls – who was not having a very happy birthday – was sulking a tad. Her dad, trying to cheer her, called “Hey sulkster” and then I was out of earshot, somewhat quickly I might add.