Ever wonder where the word gringo came from. There are a lot of theories but… I’m stealing this from one of the English Mazatlan periodicals that we get here in the RV park.
The first theory is – during the Mexican revolution when the US soldiers were chasing Pancho Villa across the border into Mexico the US troops wore green uniforms and the Mexican people would shout “green go” whenever they encountered the soldiers. However the US soldiers wore tan uniforms at that time. And why would the Mexicans shout “green” when the word is “verde?”
Second theory – the word came from the Mexican-American war of 1846. In this versior the American soldiers san the song “Green Go the Rushes” while marching. So again the origin comes from the bastardization of the words “green go.” So if either of these theories is correct ONLY Americans should be called Gringo – not Canadians.
The first dictionary that listed gringo was published 1786 in Spain. The definition of the word at that point was “a foreigner with any type of accent that prevents them from speaking perfect Spanish” –Derived from the word “griego” meaning Greek. Chose the one you like.
Being called a gringo can be good or bad depending on how it is said.
I thought that was fun. Well now it is Friday – didn’t get anything written yesterday.
It was cold and windy yesterday and cold today. Never got out of the low 60s and it got cold enough last night that I woke up with cramps in my feet from the cold. Ugh!
Thursday we went inland to La Noria again as Bill was picking up some leather supplies one of the shop owners there ordered for him. And tomorrow we are going back there so will leave all musings about there till later.
As we’ve been going back and forth on that highway I’ve noticed a couple of trees/bushes that had fruit like things hanging from them. So this time I asked The Driver to stop so I could get pictures. This tree has a weird looking fruit? on it. The shape reminds me of some kind of little squash but I know it isn’t.
Closer look.
And then we found these squash/squashes. We stopped and asked a lady waiting for a bus what they were chilicotes [a kind of squash/gourd] but they can’t be eaten – they are very bitter. Just the burros like them. But she said they can be dried and painted. So we have three.
We’ve passed a road sign pointing to Los Limones several time. In the distance I could see beautiful buildings. Thought to myself “must be a new fancy suburb or apartment complex.” I talked The Driver into taking the road. Well the ‘fancy suburb’ was a cemetery. Amazing.
A couple of pictures of it. See what I mean?
They look like houses they are so big |
I like these cacti |
Sorry Willie |
Pretty colorful home |
Lots of plants around it |
Slow Down |
Why is this one outside of the fence? |
A couple of the town children just out of school - they wanted to practice their English. It was pretty good.
And the road out of town.
How can they keep anything clean with all the dust. |
Then almost back to the main road we passed this pickup with these guys in it. The driver was laughing as I took this picture. Probably thinking GRINGO
Has this pickup loaded |
Also remember seeing a sign once while driving through the countryside "Kids for Sale." Sounded like a smart move to me.
Went back to Jennie and ate lunch then back into the central area for some shopping.
Very busy corner |
3 Hermanos is a big shoe store chain |
No. I don't think so - not today anyway |
Cut me off that hunk right there. |
A DOLLAR A YARD - BUY BUY BUY |
So Pretty |
Some of that and some of that and..... |
The watermelon really looked good |
So that brings me up to today…….This guy was sitting outside watching me this morning.
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