In the wilderness areas there are scattered mini-forests of the trees shown above. They protrude out of the ground at odd angles and bends like stick-figure cheer-leaders holding pom-poms.
Amidst all this remote hardscrabble terrain one occasionally passes a tiny nest of humble abodes and I cannot begin to guess what the sparse and isolated population does for a living. One thing they all have in common is a blue satellite dish keeping them in touch with the rest of the world. Below is a game called 'Find The Blue Dish.'
Then there's the matter of toilets along the way. In a previous post I showed toilet paper dispensers *outside* the actual washrooms. At least the tissue was free. Today, while on the highway, we encountered this type of thing also outside the washrooms ...
After inserting a peso the machine unspools three feet of tissue. I noticed some motorists entered these pit stops toting their own roll. As fascinated as I was about this cultural peculiarity I was even more intrigued by the toilets that are entered like a New York subway station, a gated seven-foot high turn-style that will admit one (or not) by inserting three pesos. The stalls in these are equipped with individual tissue dispensers which at times may contain tissue. Have I told you more than you wanted to know about Mexican road toilets?
We stopped in San Luis Potosi, where Dan previously lived, to meet with Derek, a young man with whom Dan started a study and with whom I have exchanged emails for about two years. It was good to see him again and give him encouragement to keep progressing spiritually.
The day ended with a late but tasty meal in a Taco restaurant in San Juan Del Rio where they gave each of us a small bonus drink of Tequila at the end. Nice touch.
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