Well good afternoon and happy Spring to us! Spring is finally here and with it came the rain. It is a mist that falls that is very annoying; the type where you need the wipers on but it smears everything so it is hard to look out the window. But we have needed the rain here. We have the world's largest supply of fresh water you know!
So we are heading down the highway one Friday night trying to reach the family happy hour. This has become our weekly ritual. It is nice because Ricardo and I can talk to adults and have a drink or three and the boys can go run off and play with the other kiddies. Only problem is it takes place in a condo complex southeast of us. I think that is the direction. Anyway, it takes a while to get there. Well Friday night is here and we are ready to go. It takes us about 30 minutes to get onto the highway which we can see from our house. Yes there is that much traffic.
So we are finally on the highway and the average speed is about 6-10 miles per hour depending if there is an exit/entrance ramp around you. Ricardo says it is not normally this way. I do not exactly believe him. He changes his mind later too when low and behold! In the middle of the highway! What is it we see? Food vendors! Yep. There are about a dozen guys standing in the middle of the highway on the white lines, kind of interspersed over a quarter mile area. The traffic is not moving very fast so they can make quite a profit. And they obviously know the traffic is like this every week, or why be there right? They are selling some kind of food or candy, wrapped up like a Dome Dog without the bun. So it was small, but we were not tempted to find out what is was. They even had towels they were waving in the air and calling out. I will attempt to translate for you 'Hotdog here, Beer here!'
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