360XQ Day 3
I may be in an entirely different country, but there is still an American Legion post quite literally a stone's throw from our casita. Yesterday we all went there for our desayuno, where I definitely had huevos rancheros, and I stand by that choice.
Craft Brew in Mexico
Also...I returned there in the afternoon to do some writing, because it's the only place I've found in Chapala serving Corazón de Malta: a Jalisco craft beer brewed in nearby Ajijic.
I sampled their American Brown Ale, which was lighter in body than I'd expect from the style back home, and ironically the hoppiest brew I've had in Mexico. Still, I have to say, I enjoyed it. If I can hunt down their Pale, Amber, or Wheat, updates will follow.
As for the writing session, I penned a monologue from my newest character, Lot. He details pummeling and humiliating a war veteran for singing an infantry tune in public. It probably won't go in the play, but it was helpful.
I like these exercises because I get to know how my characters speak. My previous play, The Memory Tax, is set in near-future America after the grid goes down, so the younger characters speak in condensed, clipped, and contracted sentences. With the rate at which we currently exchange information, our English is already taking that shape—so I saw it as the next natural phase.
In this new play, war has landed on our shores from abroad, so the language actually takes a bit of a turn—it's not truncated, but twisted a bit from foreign influences. Many words sound derived, or like a fusion of two other words. The idea is that they're using new words that don't currently exist, but you'll know exactly what they're talking about. I think that being here in Mexico, and seeing the Spanish, German, English, and even Italian influences throughout Chapala, I'm soaking up the kaleidoscopic verbiage.
Saints Who Shred
In the evening, a few of us sauntered down to the malecón, to walk along the water and hunt for tacos. We found them.
There's a statue out there! But tacos are the other way.
After a few round of al pastor, followed by tamales, more walking ensued, and we encountered the dazzling lights of the nativity scene in the town center. As you can see, it includes an elephant.
On the way home, we passed a large church which was also lit up with LEDs aplenty.Out front there were kids dressed as shepherds, angels, and devils, dancing about to some serious rock-n-roll Christmas tunes. I'm talking intense, harmonized hair-metal guitar action.