Thursday, December 20, 2007
December 20, 2007
It was kind of nice. We got on the bus yesterday to find a man singing and playing a guitar. He sang a half dozen song, of course in Spanish, then he made a little speech about how he loved to sing and play, and as he got off, the folks on the bus gave him some change. Kind of busking on the run. But I liked it.
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Did he turn around and face the passengers whilst playing, or just toss his songs back over his shoulder? Gotta love the troisieme monde, where you can get a floor show and transport for the newly extravagant price of a buck.
Regarding suggestions, I know the girls and I would love a little more description of the local color - was he a wrinkled old mahogany colored indian man, with a battered fedora and scuffed shoes, that sort of thing. Did he whistle his "S's" through the gap where his incisors used to reside?
Love to you all, and enjoy the warm weather!
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