Fuimos caminando


The gorgeous weather couldn’t last (as I knew it wouldn’t) so today the weather is crappy and my planned trip across the boarder has been delayed. I have been waiting two weeks or so for this jaunt; apparently, looks like it will have to wait even longer- til Monday… Hum.

In the meanwhile, let me tell you about Chapultepec.

Fuimos caminando en las Lomas de Chapultepec y es mejor caminar allí que en las Lomas de Beverly. Esta es mi opinion, por su puesto.



On two different occasions, my Human and I have been able to celebrate  a few days of some early Spring/Summer weather by taking hardcore strolls through the  more ritzy parts of Tijuana. This particular area of the city was where all the gangster related violence was happening a few years ago. But that isn’t why the strolls are hardcore. Now, there is a quiet in the hills, fresh air, pizza bike deliveries, construction crews remodeling homes and folks in vehicles zipping along the wild curvy roads. These are some fantastic hills to walk- if you are up to the challenge of fighting gravity. And being alert to motorists. The inclines are intense most of the way and we would see the road stretching every more steeply before us then jokingly  call for our Sherpa to carry us the rest of the way. 
{Thanks to The Onion we know that Sherpas are super beings!}
Forgive me the lame photos- I was not able to catch any really stunning shots of the imaginative architecture or the expansive views with my camera… the power of the wide lens is not with me. 

Also. Cafe De La Flor. {Food Happiness.}
If you come visit, You will eat here. And you will like it. 
We pit-stopped at this cafe and had amazing food to fuel our walking excursions. 

Something new has been added

Just when I am almost getting used to the varied automotive sounds of the boulevard out front; the sound of music and advertising ‘festively’ blasting; the sounds of the house falling apart; the sounds of guard dogs barking at anything; the sounds dog packs fighting at any hour… I was awoken to the sound of a horse screaming. Have you ever heard a horse scream?! Gods! Talk about a night mare! The considerate owners left a sorrel horse on a long lead to graze in the lot next door. I thought they would have collected the animal at some point, but by the sound of the screaming in the wee hours, the fools had left it there and something happened to it. My Human’s mom suspected that it must have wandering around in the dark and wrapped the lead about it’s neck and it began to strangle. It happened once before…
This time, no horse body was found in the morning so it survived whatever terror caused the ruckus.  Or the aliens took it away…