Jueves 20 Diciembre
Hacienda Malinche, Tlaxcala
I´ve barely seen Javier today and Mariana not at all, so most contact has been with Li & Chang, Carolina, Marianita (eldest daughter, 15 anos), and the dogs & chickens. Work-wise, cleaned all the oil off the window and sorted timber & crockery out of the hacienda´s store, plus a roll of white substance Chang thinks could contain asbestos. I fucking hope not.
Li & Chang have been a godsend food wise. I hope I get to make them some decent pasta before parting ways - the best I can do as yet is the washing-up, in lieu of not having access to ingredients. The hacienda feels completely detached from modern commerce, with no internet or TV to be found. How hard is it gonna be to get pesto in Mexico? The isolation´s affecting my travel plans too - looks like I won´t make Chichen Itza until late Enero with Jay & Kel, so I may have to greet The End Of The World™ from the top of La Malinche instead, and spend Navidad in the hacienda. I´m in danger of getting comfortable here, so I need to further some of my shit tomorrow.
It´s been fun exploring the hacienda grounds, and putting work into making rooms functional. It´s like unearthing a sense of purpose buried in the present, according to a template laid out centuries ago. Having said that, I had a shave this evening on the roof of the semi-derelict church. I´m a little surprised God didn´t kick me off the roof of his house for applying critical thinking in the waning light. I guess he was away on business?
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