A morning Americano to start the day from a gas powered Gaggia.
Friendly Spanish hellos.
Cool shade and a hot sun.
Mango smoothies.
Hammock time in the afternoon and Douglas Coupland.
La Punta.
Buying litros from the bar next door and bringing them back to
the pad to play cards.
Dogs barking ceaselessly.
Loud engines on bikes and cars; more noise means more coolness.
'Sup' shouted halfway down the street from Rock.
Weird expats with good hearts.
Concepcion's rise.
From here, the day can only darken.
