A seagull in Scotland has developed the habit of stealing chips from a shop; he waits until the shopkeeper isn’t looking, and then walks into the store and grabs a snack-size bag of cheese Doritos. Once outside, the bag gets ripped open and shared by other birds. The seagull’s shoplifting started early this month when he first swooped into the store in Aberdeen, Scotland, and helped himself to a bag of chips. Since then, he’s become a regular. He always takes the same type of chips. Customers have begun paying for the seagull’s stolen bags of chips because they think it’s so funny.
Today is the Grito – the celebration of Mexican independence. Ivonne, the governor of Yucatan, spoke of today’s heroes – the heroes of the fight against poverty, to provide all with equal rights and opportunities, for all to have access to education. The plaza grande is packed. Souvenirs are everywhere. Little horns and whistles blow loudly. The singer on the stage sings New York, New York a la Frank Sinatra but with a hard to understand accent. “If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere” which seems a little ironic on Mexican independence day given all the migration of Mexicans to the US. Little girls dress up in the colors of the flag. I ask to take their picture and their mom tells them to hide their pink cotton candy and they pose. I am not the first one to do this tonight. I tell her I love her bandana blouse and her friend asks me if I would like it. I say “yes,” because I rarely say “no.” She gives me the one she is wearing. Just like that. A lovely recuerdo. As I hurry across the street I hear the policeman say “andale guerita” and wonder who he’s talking to as I look around and realize it’s me. There’s no hiding here but still, at least today, everyone is Mexican.
This week I began teaching an intensive course. To the students’ detriment, the electricity went out several times. I guess this teaches us to “save.” In any case, during our class break, I went outside before the storms which caused the outages and looked up at the sky. The clouds were so impressionable, that on Thursday, I pulled out my camera to photograph them. Exquisite, sensual, enveloping, and filled with foreboding. With these clouds, who could send the storm away? They also remind us that the universe is a beautiful place, most especially in Yucatán. I love these clouds. I love the Yucatecan sky.