Things always seem to happen in threes. But in Mexico, things always happen differently. Five minutes in Mexico cannot be measured on a watch. Manaña may never come at all. And so to my tale of woe. First, the taps in the shower have gone. We have buckets collecting the drip drip drips – mustn`t waste water. Then my iPod bust. The centre button won`t work and without it….well, I can see the options but cannot select anything.
My wireless internet modem bust weeks ago. Now my old cable modem has gone too. Yes, I am in an internet cafe. There`s the third thing. That`d be it. So I thought. No. The electricity has been going off regularly too. Some time ago, perhaps as much as six months, President Calderon shut down the main Electricity company working in Mexico City, and fired everyone in it. Not, as it turned out, an entirely unpopular move.
Even the most ardent `power to the people`left wingers I know, who oppose Calderon in everything he does, agree with his actions here. Corruption, nepotism, inefficiency, blatant mis management – all are applied to the Electricity Company. A different company has taken over. Our bills are lower.
Was I being ripped off before, or am I being bought now? Couldn`t tell you. I do know that the power has been going off more regularly, and for longer periods. Just got out of a 20 hour power cut. Is it because the firing of all those staff means maintenance isn`t being carried out? Some say so. Others mention sabotage. Perhaps our problem is just a local issue. Couldn`t tell you. I do know, though, that the headlamp I bought for climbing Izta last year comes in mighty useful! And I can tell Don Felipe what he wants to know. Yes, the fired workers are still camped outside their HQ in Reforma.
And then I banged my watch against something hard, and that broke too. Modem, iPod, electricity, watch and taps. Taps and a plumber will cost. And there I was with dreams of buying a ticket to go watch Roger Waters perform The Wall at the O2 arena in London next year…..pfffff!
Still, there are always bright spots. Like the language. I still chuckle when I see bread branded `Bimbo`. It`s grown old on me now, but still. And then there`s the Spanish for `pregnant`. Embarazada. Depends who the father is, I would have though. Then last night I came acrossa couple of signs. One of which is new to me, the other not so. Mas espuma? Sounds dodgy to me! Not sure I want any of that in my coffee, let alone more.
And then there`s the sign which very clearly tells you where not to park your butt. I know it`s silly, but us Brits tend to have a very silly and childish sense of humour. And any word with àrse`in it is going to raise a titter or two. Anyhoo…guess I best get back home to a world devoid of light and internet.