The ranch is just further on from Ixhuatlan and the ground is lush green and fertile.

Juanón in his element, moving the beasts along

Weigh ‘em in…

Ship ‘em out

Just a few snaps from last year in Cosoleacaque and environs.

Ana washing Pendejo the cat. He was left in a box in the school. i adopted him and looked after him until he was big enough to eat the leaves of my favourite plant…

Semana Santa (Easter) in Cosoleacaque. Big Jesus made of coloured acrylic sand

Acrylic sand “carpet” on the main street

All the way to the (then) half-painted church

More later
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It’s a day in the park, the day a big competition started (it’s why here’s a lot of smooth faces…)

Who???

YAAAAAY Jeremy came all the way from Xalapa. Here he is in a TERRIBLE photo having breakfast. We went on a chaotic, Corona-fuelled trip to Catemaco.

The Bloody Gang- From left: Juanón, Jeremix, Claire the Chair, Juanito (in the truck), Chapulín.

And Miguelito! I don't know why he wasn't in the other photo.

Bumping around in the back of a pickup brought back memories hazed by the inebriated nature of the moment they were first made and dusty with the passing of two years but MAN. I spent the outward journey up front chilling with Chapu:

Tranquilo.
Meanwhile, for every one beer I drank…

…15 were being drunk in the back

Juanito: Loco y Libre…wait…

That’s better.

And at the end of a long, hard day, what better way for a sleepy visitor to rest his weary head?

Aaaw.

So, Jezzabell. How would you sum up your time in Southern Veracruz?

Haha.

BYE

Then, back at that fork, we took the other path and down the steep muddy hill

Yeah, it’s an old abandoned Hydroelectric Power station, still with eerily childish painted warning signs and wires, wires and transformers.

First relic found, I’ll show you that another time.

But how muddy was it?

yeeeeeah.

PLUG

I am in Mexico teaching English in Zaragoza, Veracruz. I live in Cosoleacaque. I will show you the places I live and work another time.

This is what I have been doing so far…

One week of training and fun in DF. Met a ton of great people, then realised wouldn’t see them very much after we all went to are different corners…

Arrived in Minatitlan, Veracruz. Four days later it FLOODED.

Hung out with my fellow teaching assistant Claire “niña”, “princesa”, “muñeca” Barker. What a sport.

Ad Hoc trip to Xalapa. Oh, the nostalgia…

Team Zaragoza: Antonio and Alberto; Maestros extraordinaire, drinking companions and LADS. Honourary Monday Club Members.

The familiar situation of explaining to people that I am unable to dance properly only to be reassured that it doesn’t matter followed by my attempts being laughed at.

Unwanted House-guests

That’s just the introduction. There’s more coming.
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more HERE

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