Having visited a few of the washrooms at John Bergen’s agc_5326-edit-editCity Cafes in Kitchener & Cambridge I already knew that Bob was an accomplished model, so when el esposo de la prima de mi esposa (the husband of my wife’s cousin) spent a couple of weeks with us in Zihuatanejo, Mexico we got out our imaginations.

For nine days he was the primary subject for my daily photoblog.  In this review, I will bring these links together in a single document.  Click on the hyperlinks in this document to be taken to my daily entries featuring Bob.  Be sure to read the narrative accompanying the photo.  On some days I have included an extra photo with the blog, and  for all days there is a further link to a Flickr set.  (If you wish to avoid going to the Flickr sets, I have included all of those in the final link at the end of this word blog).

Playa Majahua is a wild, deserted and dangerous beach but for Bob, having found a three legged chair, it was a chance to sit and contemplate life. It was also the first place where a pair of senoritas wanted to pose with the august gent.  (See the extra photo in the photoblog)

The next day found Bob in local watering hole which seemed to cater to campesino farmers among others; inside was a prominent mural of Emilia
no Zapata; Zapata Bob seemed to bear a remarkable likeness to this famous revolutionary.  Now we were on a roll.

The next day was a market day, and Market Bob wanted to check just how potent the local chiles were.  This required taking a very close look and a little sniff.  The extra photo features Bob and a fishmonger in the municipal market.

We next took a car journey inland to Patzcuaro.  The cemetery in the village, Tzintzuntzan, was still adorned with decorations from Day of the Dead celebrations.  For a pallid Bob, lying on a grave stone with his wife looking on, it was a chance to reflect on his own mortality.  The most moving photo of the day was, however, El Toro Bob.  This was my favorite Bob photo but some of my blog followers considered this a load of bull.  It was also a day when Bob got his first sense of being Don Quixote on his faithful steed (see the extra photo).

The Quixote theme continued on to the next day when after attempting to chat with a Katrina of Day of the Dead fame.  Still wearing the toothless bandana of the Katrina, he donned (bad pun) the wash basin like helmet of the errant knight.  He felt like Fusion Bob.  (Be sure to view the extra photo with Katrina).

Our last day in Michoacan included a stopover in Santa Clara del Cobre; Bob was not quite sure if it would be appropriate to strip in public but Bob in the Bath seemed rather relaxed.  One commenter noted that all he needed now was a cigar and a whiskey.

Bob was thinking about music and the upcoming hootenanny as we returned to Zihua; he even tried out a busker’s accordion.  There was an audience but no tips awarded.  There was a young lady reluctant to be photographed until she saw Bob; when you see her you will understand why he is The Blues Bob.

Earlier in the week, we had tested some confessional booths in Patcuaro; given that that confession is apparently good for the soul, we tried again in Zihua but alas it does not work the same way here.  Still, given the chance to stand behind the altar carvings of loaves and fishes, it seemed apropos to have Bob utter God Bless Mexico.

On his last day in Mexico, we wandered in the early morning fish market; Bob was feeling right at home with these people:  Brothers Bob.  A remarkable resemblance.

Some wonderful experiences along the way, and a number of my daily photoblog followers have commented that they miss Bob, and wonder what he would do in this circumstance, and when is he coming back.

If all the clicking back and forth has been a bit tedious, here is a link to Flickr set which has all the photos (all 34 of them) in one place.  I doubt you will find these hanging in City Café washrooms.

So long Bob.  Hasta la proxima.


About Al Doerksen

I'm sort of a vocational tramp; my working career divides about evenly between non-profit and the business worlds. I have lived in Mexico, India, Germany and Canada, and now USA. I've had the good fortune to travel to 90 countries of which at least half are developing countries. The last 25 years of my "career" have involved significant (and enjoyable) international management challenges: travel industry, furniture manufacturing, food (aid) programming and ultraviolet water treatment among others. I'm now leading a development enterprise called IDE.
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