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Cantina Azul

Afternoon Wednesday June 18, 2003

Ajajic Mexico

Think the first time I entered the Blue Tequila Cantina was about six years ago. Mexican natives call it Cantina Azul. They say a Gringo named Tom opened this bar in 1987 and still lives within even though he passed on in 1996. It must be true as sometimes I get messages from Tom about what is going to happen or when someone is coming. Sometimes I know the names of who is coming. Easy says, I spook her when I forecast someone, or something, is coming round the corner. Kinda surprises me too, but I’ve had a not quite normal lifetime. Spent more time sitting at this end of the bar than anywhere in my sixty- three years. Easy has been here three and a half and we have seen it all, fun, terror, blessing, and wonderful memories.

Some things you need to know: Easy is not the bartenders name, but she is quite easy on the eyes, not sure of her real name, or where she is from. My place at the end of the bar is my long-standing comfort zone. Somedays, I go home and write sober and coherent. Leigh, yes Leigh, the one stable strong good woman in my life I do not deserve, watches over me as the angel she is.

The Blue Tequila Cantina serves as a meeting place for expats from over the world. Some seeking, love, some seeking companionship, some enjoying a cheap lifestyle, oh and some escaping their past. All toll, a good bunch of people, using up the end of life as we know it. Brave people, taking a chance on something different. The locals carry us high, and we appreciate all the services they provide. Many frequent the bar and most local closing on property sales are finalized in the Cantina Azul. Oh yes, this is the local NASCAR TV headquarters.

And just like that, it happened again today. Normally folks frequenting the bar don’t ask a lot of questions of each other as we all have something we don’t want to talk about. So, we find out about each other by what they say and not by prying.

Extending his hand, he says, “My name is Sid, may I sit the bar with you?”

“Sure Sid, my name is Jerry, we’ve been expecting you.” I replied.

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