The backyard in the house my YUC TRIBE is renting is full of building rubble..
I am told that it is typical for yards to just fill up over the years, I am making this a garden.
It's really too hot to rush anything, Tranquillo, Tranquillo......
To live the yuc life is to hear the iguanas in your back yard tearing through your compost pile as they eat the tastiest parts. This guy lives in the cinderblock roof and sleeps three feet from where I hang my hammock, IN my wall. Here he is plotting to eat the tomato plants on my porch.
I am told that it is typical for yards to just fill up over the years, I am making this a garden.
A broken toilet, concrete waste from a collapsed wall of a building. They make them fast here, like a kid with a set of blocks, cubes rise all around you in the cities in the Yucatan.
And YUCATECCANS love our walls. everyone has their walled yard and cinder block homes and they are cheap and fast to build.
To live in the Yucatan is to get used to waiting for things.
It's really too hot to rush anything, Tranquillo, Tranquillo......
To live the yuc life is to hear the iguanas in your back yard tearing through your compost pile as they eat the tastiest parts. This guy lives in the cinderblock roof and sleeps three feet from where I hang my hammock, IN my wall. Here he is plotting to eat the tomato plants on my porch.
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