Wednesday evening saw the first known garbage truck dump its load in the new basurero. We weren't there to see it, as we were in Pátzcuaro to celebrate La Noche del Grito and El Día de La Independencia.
However, once recovered from that celebration and informed of the event, we went up the hill to get some photos. There are still many scenic vistas to be enjoyed, if you look in the right direction.
|Vista al sur|
Make a nearly 360º turn, and this is what you see:
|Vista al norte|
|If walls could speak...|
|Vaca muerta en el camino.|
My task accomplished, I returned home.
Later that afternoon, I learned that opposition elements had taken action at the foot of our street. Some rancheros placed a heavy chain across the street at a level high enough to block large trucks but with sufficient space to let passenger vehicles such as ours slip by. They also rolled a large boulder into the street, which is impressive, but unlikely to be a true barrier. Probably it's more symbolic than real. The word on the street is that if the chain is removed, as it surely will be, they will replace it with a permanent one. Thus, fate has led us to live in a gated community, which never was our intention.
We sat a few minutes and chatted with these men, then told them, "Cuídense", and left.
The dispute is at its heart a family disagreement. We hope that they resolve it peacefully and soon.
Here's a short, live action video.