Well, we spent nearly the entire day last Friday at the Mexican Consulate in Raleigh getting Carlos’ Power of Attorney paperwork filed and sent off. It was one of those ‘Hurry up and wait’ kinda days, where you waited, then filled out some paperwork, paid a fee and then went to wait, until you could fill out more paperwork, pay another fee, and then wait some more..
But three good things happened:
Number One: we got it all done!
B: We found a delicious Cuban restaurant in downtown Raleigh and ate a delicious lunch of Cuban Sandwiches, Sweet Plantains, and Tostones; oy, mi madre, it was delicioso!
Number 3: While waiting in the consulate, I had some eye candy to watch. A tall Latino man, who obviously works outdoors, wearing those dusty, hug in all the right places, Levi’s and work boots; a baseball cap over neatly trimmed hair; a tight t-shirt emphasizing some good things, and that kind of farmer’s tan, where, when he moved his arm and exposed more of his guns you caught just a glimpse of tan line. And every so often, he’d get up and leave the room and the view, coming and going was epic and—
Where was I? Oh yeah, good day at the consulate.
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