So here I sit at the Guadalajara airport, looking out the window at my Mexicana plane that is in the process of unloading passengers and getting ready for those of us waiting here at the gate. On my wireless laptop computer.
For those of you who think of Mexico as a Third World country....I'm sitting at a Starbucks, a little table, polished marble floors gleaming, fancy Italian designer shops, national and international chain restaurants. Of course, Starbucks shouldn't be the definition of Third or First World. It's just that Mexico enjoys many international benefits. And--of course--a mountain of poverty. There's more here for a sociological discussion. But later....my plane is boarding. Tonight, Merida!