Saturday trip, First Part - Mexico Lindo
finally got a chance to go to tj last saturday. i hadn't been since near the end of baseball season last year. too busy, too many other places to go!
i called my "regular" (and i use the term loosely, as i don't go too often) but she, apparently, was visiting family in chiapas. (actually, she was, as she called on monday and said so). so, i opted to save a few bucks and not go for a tln. turned out to be something of a mistake, but hey.
got tied up with some work on one of my project cars, got a late start and didn't get down to the border until almost 8:00. parked at the ueta lot, aka the san ysidro public urinal! was a lot more paranoid than usual, thanks to all the policia warnings posted on this board. so, opted for a taxi instead of walking. had him drop me at sanborn's near 2nd, i think. i didn't realize there were two!
i'd read some earlier posts about mexico lindo, so, having never been, figured i'd poke my head in and take a look. wandered up la revu to 7th, turned right, and there it was. didn't look too impressive, three viejos were hanging out in front of the door. oh, well, gotta take one for the team. so, in the door.
it's a small, dark place with a u-shaped bar in the middle of the room. the girls tend to hang out in the corner on the right as you enter. there are a few tables rep001tered around the room's periphery. there was a large room off the the left that looked long-unused. typical men's room with the attendant scrounging tips.
gordo viejo was sitting at the corner of the bar nearest the door, three chicas huddled in the corner just past him. so, i perched on a bar stool on the opposite side of the bar. beers are a little pricey, considering the location, at $3.50 each. this is about 8:30 on saturday and there were 2 customers, me and gordo. this does not bode well. i check out the chicas, but it's kinda dark and my eyes aren't what they used to me. they don't look too impressive.
mid-way through the first beer one of the chicas comes over and sits two stools down. i just kinda "ignore" her to see what happens. eventually she says "hola" and i say the same. this is a kind of game i like to play sometimes, when i don't really care if i talk to the girl or not. i like to see how far she'll go to break the ice, etc. a few minutes later she says something else and i "give in" and start to chat her up.
she's magdalena from chiapas. probably about 5' 6" maybe a bit more. reasonably attractive, but no knockout. somewhat short, light brown hair. smokes like a chimney. very little english, but i can speak sufficient spanish to carry on a basic conversation. wound up buying her 3 drinks (at $7.50 a pop!), another couple of beers for me, and schmoozing for a couple of hours. she's only worked in this bar for about a month (where have i heard that before?) but her reason was that, prior to that, she was pregnant with her third kid. that pretty much killed any stray notions of sampling this girl's wares.
during the conversation i had her tell me the names of the other girls. there were only 5, including her, so it wasn't a lengthy list. one was the fabled lorena. she'd come in about 30 minutes after i'd begun speaking to m. i would've liked to chat with her for a few minutes, but she either came in with the guy who was next to her, or he came in immediately after her and glommed onto her. she looked to me about a 7, dressed conservatively, seemed "nice" from her body language. probably the nicest looking chica in the room, but that's a big fish in a very small pond.
one topic that came up was the lack of clientele. m said the place was always tranquilo, but that business had been adversely affected by the policia. apparently, word of the shakedowns is spreading and a lot fewer people are visiting. (way to go, guys! kill that golden goose!) she asked if i'd had any trouble, but i hadn't, except one time on the bridge. she expressed concern that i would even consider walking across the bridge. so, it's taxis for me from now on.
while yakking it up, a drunk american wandered in with a young, rather large hispanic lady. he began, very loudly, letting everyone in the bar know that it was his daughter. weird. then, after ordering drinks, every time the chubby bartender would come over he would thrust his hand down her blouse and make loud comments. the girls are rolling their eyes, the poor bartener looks really embarassed, and i can't believe the tolerance most mexicans have for gringos borrachos.
oh, well, after a bit magdelena starts making very subtle hints about me having a lady, etc., etc. we never got around to discussing money, as i really wasn't interested. then, a male friend of hers came in, she gulped down the rest of her drink, gave me a peck and hopped over to his table. they were gone within 10 minutes. better him than me... so, finished my beer, finished listening to my songs on the jukebox and headed out. it was around 11:00pm.
so, after investing a couple of hours and around $40 (drinks, tips, jukebox) i now knew what i'd come to find out. mexico lindo is now a quiet little "neighborhood" bar. there was never more than about 14 people at the peak of business, including the bartender, bathroom attendant, wandering guitar player and the working ladies. it's a good place to grab a quiet drink, i suppose, but not as good for that as the bar in the hotel nelson. there were no girls there that i would even consider paying $100/hour, assuming that's still the going rate.
i'll cut this short here, and resume with another post. sorry for the length.
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