• Feb

    Adventures in La Cruz de Huanacaxtle


    You’re witnessing a rare moment, a friendly Mexican dog in La Cruz de Huanacaxtle.

    dog la cruz

    Quite often these dogs bark ferociously from behind gates, especially gates where one can’t see through, scaring the bejesus out of passersby.

    In one case I was walking down Lazaro Cardenas in Bucerias. I’d just rounded a corner and was passing by a gate when I heard this ferocious yapping. It scared the bejesus out of me and I nearly jumped off the sidewalk. Before I could stop myself, I turned, swept my arm down and yelled at the top of my lungs, “SILENCIO,” to the Chihuahau that was yapping at me. The dog stopped, and backed up, wide-eyed and tried another couple of exploratory yaps. I yelled, “Silencio” once again and the dog backed up quite a bit. A moment later I heard someone yell at me that I should be ashamed of myself for saying that to such a little dog.

    I think not.

    gary and me

    Gary and me at the same cafe in La Cruz. Pacifico, anyone?

    hock la cruz

    Hock, a long-time resident of La Cruz (originally from Canada). I met him several months ago at The Bar Above.

    hock and dogs la cruz

    Hock, playing before an appreciative audience in La Cruz. Unlike most dogs I’ve seen, these didn’t howl when listening to music, a testament to Hock’s playing skills, or maybe they were too baffed out from the heat. It was pretty crispy that day, close to 90 degrees with lots of humidity.

    hotel la cruz

    Interior hotel shot in La Cruz. Pretty, isn’t it?

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