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<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>Swabbing the deck.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>My world was so picturesque today.<\/p><\/div>\n
<\/a>Still not tired of the view.<\/p><\/div>\n
I felt a little thrill as I turned onto Juan Carrasco, which becomes Ejercito Mexicano. A new area to explore! I walked for a bit, taking in all the marvelous commotion of vehicles and music and people walking, inhaled the rich smell of tacos, churros, and other goodies being cooked right on the street, and felt absolutely right with the world.<\/p>\n
<\/a>Noroeste building (major local newspaper)<\/p><\/div>\n
Contessa had asked me to pick her up some croissants, so my first stop was the Panam\u00e1 bakery, where they only had one left. The following conversation ensued:<\/p>\n
Me: (pointing to croissants) Do you have more of these?<\/p>\n
Clerk: That’s it.<\/p>\n
Me: No more today?<\/p>\n
Clerk (points to oven, in which I can see croissants)<\/p>\n
Me: How long?<\/p>\n
Clerk: Eight minutes.<\/p>\n
NOW we’re getting somewhere! I told her I would wait and could I use the bathroom? Getting directions there was much easier to extract out of her!<\/p>\n
When I came out, I had a bit of a wait and checked out all the wares, talking myself out of bringing anything home! Soon, the clerk was sliding the croissants out of the oven and asked me how many I wanted. I told her and she called to another clerk to ring up four croissants for me. Minutes later, I was presented with a greasy bag that smelled marvelous. Let’s just say that I added one croissant to Contessa’s order for myself and enjoyed it immediately. \ud83d\ude42 There’s nothing like a fresh croissant!<\/p>\n
Next, the bank. I played a live game of Frogger to get to the Santander, only to find that its ATMs were down. Darn! I went back across the street (the words with which to convey this death defying feat escape me) to try my luck at the HSBC. Success! Fees were comparable to Santander and I got a few small bills. I had hoped to only make one withdrawal this month to save on bank fees, but forget about my daily withdrawal limit, so I’ll take out more money later this month.<\/p>\n
Then, I came to the Waldo’s, which is much bigger than the one in Centro. I went through and got a few things on my list, plus a little splurge for myself. Instead of looking for a manicure place today, I bought bottles of nail polish, polish remover, polish hardener, and a crystal nail file<\/a> since I somehow managed to forget to bring one here and have been suffering along with emery boards that have gotten soggy in this humid climate. I haven’t done my own nails in a while, so it’ll be a fun way to relax one evening while watching a movie.<\/p>\n Biggish Waldo’s<\/p><\/div>\n Then, I used the impressive pedestrian overpass to cross the street and go to Ley.<\/p>\n Quite the climb up to this pedestrian crossing! The Ley is tucked way in the back of the parking lot.<\/p><\/div>\n As I landed on the other side, I saw a sign that said Chinese food and sushi. I knew the sushi would be terrifying (which it was), but non-Mexican food sounded very appealing. I checked out the food and combos and decided to eat there after I was given a couple of samples and they were all delicious!<\/p>\n The following conversation ensued.<\/p>\n Clerk: What can I get you?<\/p>\n Me: Hong Kong, please. (spring roll, rice, one dish, agua fresca)<\/p>\n Clerk: Bla bla bla chicken bla bla shrimp costs extra.<\/p>\n (Pause to let my computer process that and that this is about the spring rolls.)<\/p>\n Me: Oh, uh, chicken!<\/p>\n Clerk: Main?<\/p>\n Me: Mango chicken, please.<\/p>\n I then got foisted onto another clerk.<\/p>\n Clerk: Agua fresca bla bla bla bla bla hibiscus.<\/p>\n (Pause to decide if I want her to repeat flavours. Nah, I’ve been curious about hibiscus).<\/p>\n Me: Hibiscus.<\/p>\n Clerk: Bla bla ice?<\/p>\n Me: A little bit.<\/p>\n And then, I got passed onto the clerk and that was easy because I don’t have any trouble with numbers.<\/p>\n I find it hilarious how Mexicans just talk Spanish to us Gringos at full speed with no consideration whatsoever for our language skills or lack thereof! Once again, I wonder how I’d get by if I didn’t have the level of skill that I do.<\/p>\n Mexican Chinese food looks like American Chinese food: unappealing. It was tasty, though!<\/p><\/div>\n The food was, I’m almost ashamed to say, really yummy. \ud83d\ude42 The chicken wasn’t nearly as sweet as I expected and it had a bit of kick. The carrots were crispy and really good. The rice wasn’t mushy and had just enough soy sauce. The spring roll tasted strongly of cabbage and other veggies, very fresh.<\/p>\n<\/a><\/a><\/a>