This poster relates to the Mexican Revolution of 1910, which lasted about ten years. Exactly 100 years ago in other words. It has become a subject of fascination for me and, now to some extent, for Rick, too. We have had some discussions as whether or not, had we been around and had the chance, we would have signed on to ride with Pancho Villa. This involves deciding whether we could have best passed ourselves off as dynamiters or machine gunners or railroaders. A lot of things to chew over there.
Now here we have the famous photograph of Pancho Villa and his staff. See that guy immediately to Pancho Villa's left? He looks like a gringo to me. I like to think that Rick and I could have carried ourselves as well in the clothes and with the equipment of that era. But alas, we shall never know.
Which brings me to the subject of horses. Rick and I have horses out of the 3 Señores stables lined up to ride tomorrow. Mauricio Magaña operates those stables. He rescues starving horses and then brings them back into shape. His horses are in amazingly good shape. As I said, we ride tomorrow. Which in turn brings me to this complication.
This is Mariana, the bartender in the Casa Payo steakhouse downtown. She is quite simply the most beautiful woman in the world. (Mariana is the one on the right. The one on the left is me.) Rick and I occasionally stop there for an old fashioned cheeseburger with fries. And of course she took an immediate shine to Rick. There is a room behind us there with several tables and several big flat screen televisions where you can watch sporting events from Mexico or the United States. Mariana is learning about baseball. She has only worked there since last August or September.
Anyway, Mariana heard us talking about riding the horses before we had the horses scheduled. She asked if she could go, too. It is my theory that if you were to respond to a woman like this who asks to go along and ride horses with you by saying no, then you might as well go out behind the barn and shoot yourself because you are already as good as dead anyway.
As for right now, it is siesta time.
That part of Casa Payo steakhouse is called Manolo's Sports Bar. Here is a little video of it taken during Scott Wingert's visit, 20 October 2011. Scott is from rural Swisher, Iowa.