No se fia (ni preguntes)

I work all over Laredo, sometimes picking up merchandise sometimes delivering it (I will leave out the specifics, just in case the good ol' boys at the DA's office are reading this lowly blog). Nonetheless, I found myself far away from the cozy comforts of Santo Nino, TX in the unknown parts of west Laredo.

Having toiled all day under the unforgiving sun and having driven around in search of product, I became a thirsty traveler with an unending thirst. I usually do not find myself west of Santa Maria, but on this particular, odd Sunday morning, I stumbled across an oasis, amidst rumbling locomotives.

Much to my disappointment, this oasis of love and beer, this Mecca of liquid from the gods, had yet to swing open its doors for business, and being it was God's day of rest, and a non-Dallas Cowboys Sunday, I was rejected the opportunity to guzzle down a cold, domestic beer.

No matter how much I kicked at the door, yelled through the windows, or pumped my  fist in an Eddie Macon-fury way, the doors simply did not open for this disenchanted south Laredoan. It was probably all for the best, for all I had in my pocket were 4 varos, not enough for even a 6 pack of Bud, and having learned from their signage, they are not to keen on credit. Oh well, off I go to el Hevito then.

Farias Spray Park

Last July, I was driving over by Calton and Santa Maria and I came across this 'Spray Park' behind a Boys and Girls Park and right in front of the railroads. The strange thing was that this picture was taken around 11am in the morning and the water was turned off and there were no chidren enjoying this costly structure. It seemed odd to me to have the spray park not working in the middle of the day on one of the hottest days of the summer. I know there is another similar park beneath the Lafayette Overpass and I have seen that one in action with kids and families having a great time. But i've passed through this one, and each time, its been dead. Maybe someone can explain it all to me.