Yesterday I went to the bank in San Buenaventura to change $100. It was fairly crowded, all the employees were helping customers. I caught the eye of one gentleman behind a desk and asked if I would be able to change money here. He asked if I was changing Euro´s. I don´t know why, but I took that as an extreme compliment. Don´t get me wrong, I´m proud to be American and I´m proud of my country (Mrs Obama) but I was really proud to be mistaken for European.
I guess I´m so far off the Gringo trail, only European travelers pass thru here. I met one today. An Italian on a bicycle with a trailer. He left San Antonio 10 days ago. We stayed in the same hotel in San Buenaventura and then again last night in Cuatro Cienegas. I complimented him on his good taste in hotels.
And...... another pearl. The bank gave me a better exchange rate than the Casa de Cambio in Piedras Negras. I was surprised. I always thought you got better rates at the Casas, especially near the border. A fluke? Maybe.
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