I think that I did not publish the post before last so now that I have received some pix from Shirley who happened to have a camera, I will publish the January 10 blog....so it belongs before the last one :-)
Andys' version of the polo game:
“We just got back from watching two consecutive polo games. I have never seen a legitimate polo match first hand before. That takes some well-trained horses and some highly skilled players with plenty of strategy savvy. Occasionally a horse gets popped with a ball, but they seem to be used to it. I would think they would have more collisions. It is not as rough as hockey for sure. What is confusing is they change goal ends after each point is made. I think they call each half-time a choker(?). They play 7 ½ minutes per choker and then get fresh horses. The horses were beautiful, kind of like a thoroughbred—quarter horse cross. It is obviously a rich man’s sport. We had drinks while watching the games and then had a good dinner. At dinner they asked for four volunteers to try out on the field. Two people from our table—Joe and Carole—went out but did not do as well as the other two. Bob Lewis snuck out with two balls and would throw them to the goal when Joe swung the mallet. It was hilarious! Then he brought the two balls home with him and kept asking the women if they would like to see his balls. More hilarity.
“Bob thinks we should make our own game of “pollo” using quads instead of horses. He said here in Mexico they misspelled pollo because they used only one ell, which is how they came up with polo. In Mexico pollo means chicken. So he proposes we get everybody on quads with some kind of mallets—maybe even tennis rackets—and chase chickens around and swat them with the “mallets”. He has not worked out the scoring yet—maybe who kills the most chickens? More details will have to be worked out at the next cocktail hour. I would suppose this event would be followed with a big chicken feed if the players are successful. Hmm . . . would they be serving “battered” chicken?
“Bob thinks we should make our own game of “pollo” using quads instead of horses. He said here in Mexico they misspelled pollo because they used only one ell, which is how they came up with polo. In Mexico pollo means chicken. So he proposes we get everybody on quads with some kind of mallets—maybe even tennis rackets—and chase chickens around and swat them with the “mallets”. He has not worked out the scoring yet—maybe who kills the most chickens? More details will have to be worked out at the next cocktail hour. I would suppose this event would be followed with a big chicken feed if the players are successful. Hmm . . . would they be serving “battered” chicken?
January 10, 2009
It was a different Spanish lesson this week. I was the least knowledgable one there as far as Spanish goes. Grant was impressed as well that Andy and Gail have a pretty good handle on the Spanish (compared anyway). With only five of us including the teacher, Maria, we dropped the heavy study and had a good discussion about Gail and Maria’s two new house renovations and the troubles they are having, Gail with her Spanish and Maria with water problems. We learned several practical Spanish words like un instead of uno, aljiber(reservoir), pozu de agua (well), and a funny one that is the name of Flatmo’s new house! Indalecio (goes by Inda to gringos) is the name of an accomplished architect that many gringos are using for their new homes or renovations. He is the architect that worked on Flatmo’s beautiful new home. It is very funny to talk to Maria and find that she buys coffee at the Walmart in PV and we brag on what a wonderful coffee we can get here in La Pineta from the grower.
It was a different Spanish lesson this week. I was the least knowledgable one there as far as Spanish goes. Grant was impressed as well that Andy and Gail have a pretty good handle on the Spanish (compared anyway). With only five of us including the teacher, Maria, we dropped the heavy study and had a good discussion about Gail and Maria’s two new house renovations and the troubles they are having, Gail with her Spanish and Maria with water problems. We learned several practical Spanish words like un instead of uno, aljiber(reservoir), pozu de agua (well), and a funny one that is the name of Flatmo’s new house! Indalecio (goes by Inda to gringos) is the name of an accomplished architect that many gringos are using for their new homes or renovations. He is the architect that worked on Flatmo’s beautiful new home. It is very funny to talk to Maria and find that she buys coffee at the Walmart in PV and we brag on what a wonderful coffee we can get here in La Pineta from the grower.
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