Recently ventured down south of Cancun to visit with family at a little place where my parents could spend the rest of the years. It was a nice break from the rain and gray of SF, and of course it was great to see everyone, including my little nephew Easton. What else was great? It’s great to know that some things don’t change. There’s a venerable list of things to do, see, hear, and eat in Mexico. Here are a few in no particular order: Tacos, little old ladies, power lines sticking out of the ground, peddlers hawking everything from jaguar noise-making thingys to nose candy, a latin wedding, siestas, needless construction, construction workers wearing jellies, man powered stop lights, and the always audible accordion – somewhere in the background.