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In Mexico, "home" means "my house", so if you move around here and somebody says "this Saturday dinner all at home" is not one that wanders confianzudo inviting relatives to your house and your expense, no, that will mean a meal at home, "it's your house," and you're invited. A friend of a friend what happened, they said "this Saturday dinner at home" and she hid the surprise that the "where Rome do as the Romans do" and he thought it was fashionable in these lands, the new in the neighborhood had to put the house, food, drink and dance in the name of good living, so convinced her husband not to send to roll everyone "abusive", was busy, managed the house, made a delicious meal, bought several bottles of a fine wine and the best tequila, and was prepared with the same emotion as that of someone going to the quince to the eldest. Night came, the clock struck eight, nine, ten in the night!, And did not reach any of the dozen people who were to attend. Annoyance, anger, disappointment, "Look how they make fun of us" and other comments uncontrollable now husband, until the phone rings, "where are they not come?", "How do you where?, at home, waiting with dinner served ... "," with dinner, "but if we are at home", "No, not", "how we are not, if we are all here, at home, if I see", "beyond ? "," yes, at home, "" my house is this "," yes, of course, but this house, my house is also your home " and after the twister, apologies, and clarifications of nervous laughter, the couple got up, put everything in pots and left to spend a special evening at the home of neighbors, of course, not theirs, but somehow was, now and forever "home."

In Mexico, people flee to polarization, to extremes, to the irreconcilable positions, everything is in Mexico, José Antonio taught me, my teacher in semiotics villager, "yes, but no", that is, a most of our grandparents inheritance English that made famous the "America the law is obeyed but not satisfied ", ie, it is no law and, of course, is the law, and who denies it, and who fight, who is complaining, who protest, nobody or almost nobody, is accepted as that" this should be " or because it is "good" or "just like that (and this itself is peruvian as" Aquisito-no-more "), but that does not mean, should not mean, who would think that means that there to apply it to the letter, or that you were a fan, a graduate. Thus we live in a beautiful nebula, more or less protected, more or less real, more or less tangible, which all reach a kind of "perpetual check" where things do not back down but of course, not moving, not worse, but obviously do not improve, do not rise or fall completely, do not arrive or depart definitely are not and are ambivalent, consistently and indefinitely, if we understand (or no).

In Mexico, "eat", no lunch, so if someone says, "I invite you to eat" and arrive at eight in the evening (you, newly arrived from lands where, as in ours, it "eats "night and" lunch "at noon), do not be surprised that the host looks at you with a face and bring a bad impression of yours" because we are tardy, but not much. " In addition, lunch (good!), Eat very late, why in the tourist city restaurant owners live congratulations. Open very early to give the tourists early riser breakfast between six and ten, at that time, when foreign and filled the stomach, reach the local Mexicans, that "breakfast" in the top ten in the morning and one in the later. When they are removed outsiders, especially the Americans, are already reaching the promenade or the morning meeting and feel they are "Tardis" for lunch (yeah, yeah, "eat") because they usually do "in America (Like south of the Rio Grande began Mars) at noon. At the time that most latecomers foreigners leave the room, happy coincidence, as are the two or three in the afternoon and began to arrive early descendants of Cuauhtémoc, the more hungry, because in Mexico "come" to that time and it is not uncommon to pass by a restaurant at four in the afternoon and at that time to see how newcomers to lunch and, again, history repeats itself, the local paid leave their desks at five or six which is the time in which the Yankees have dinner, then to the back nine p.m. Mexicans and stay until you close the kitchen or politely kicked out because "we're going to close."

In Mexico, I had never seen before, you can buy roses any time you have been waiting in vain to end this meeting in the office, why?, Because in the south of the city there are flower stalls , served by friendly people, who never close, I have been there at three in the morning and your lights are on, as if to say to customers "do not worry, sir, if you forget the gift and he was late, here we are, if you arrived at dawn to travel and want to surprise, here we are. " My "Caserita" (this term is not defined here) is called Naomi, and their position is 19, their prices are reasonable (reasonable prices are there in Mexico?) and flowers "during eight days" (well, almost always, but Roses weekend I have planted a human and as certainly as reasonable as the Poor Thomas made famous by that of "eyes videtus, palpatus manus", or at least that's what my dad said he warned the doubting saint of Nazareth but I must confess, my father, whose humor and grace as I now seem unique, pronounced the sentence that blew up in situations, say, more pedestrian-).

In Mexico, the avocado does not exist, but there are some real good avocados (which on good account, is the same), almost as good as the "avocado tip" selling the brown one in the Avenida Ricardo Palma, Miraflores, there beside the Chinese restaurant next to it that I do not know what local bank. Once I knew his name (the lady's not the bank that I do remember but I do not write so I will not accuse you of doing subliminal advertising) was the same weekend was the small market that was assembled there, in that section of the Sea, where it is now fashionable and the cevichería versus "Las Delicias", the best place in Peru to have a delicious passion fruit and tangerine juice or a cherimoya with lucuma, delight, as the name of the place worthy of the most refined palates. In this market, which was later vacated because the custom of the weekend market (the flea markets or farmers' market flooded Mexican delegations all the capital from more modest neighborhoods to the most worshipful) is already, as almost Lima all the old customs, activities endangered (modernity, supermarkets and unfair competition, which they say).

In Mexico, in short, all respond with a "send", so different from the "what" or "do want" my father hated so much. A "send" which is undoubtedly a remnant of colonial times, but which is now deprived of any content that involves submission or subordination, just means "excuse me" or "repeat" or, more accurately, "you know, I did not understand, speak clearer." Just as "water!", A term probably inherited from the equally famous "water go" of the English Middle Ages, when housewives warned bystanders who were throwing out the window and color the water content of the pan, now serves to say "beware!" or "go with caution," or more accurately "if you look, you're going to take a madrazo" (and that of the reference the holy mother and a thousand meanings and derivations, is a subject of study as long and thorny, as inseparable from the Mexican soul, yet I dare not venture in those valleys).