You’ve seen the cactus before but never with a Praying Mantis on top. We had a less than welcome visitor yesterday morning. First he (or she) was on the inside of the windshield, then moved to the cactus before I helped him back out the door.
They live on bugs and vegatation so there was no danger unless of course you are a bug, which, most days, I’m not. But of course you don’t know that when you first see it. When your wife is speaking in a high, very loud voice, it’s get rid of it first, then Google it, not the other way around.
I see this gal all over the village, always with her basket on her head. I have yet to figure out what she’s selling. I’ve never been able to actually talk to her. Maybe after a few more Spanish classes I can do it.
Meet the village butcher. We are hosting a hamburgesa dinner on Wednesday and thought we would get a jump on making up the meat today. We ordered 2 kilo’s of hamburger, here we are at the beginning of the process. He chopped off a couple of kilos, then with the help of his assistant fed it through his old decrepit grinder.
After we left the butcher shop with our meat we stopped at the peanut vendor and picked up a big bag of roasted nuts for 10 pesos. Then as we walked around the corner we saw her back up inventory. I wonder how many bags are in that pile?
And now you understand the title of this post; because this blog went absolutely nowhere in particular.
Thanks for the read.