Gosh, I'm really dissapointed with this trip. I just want to find interesting issues in mexicans' life but don't understand their language.
This noon I was siting on a bench and a folkloric car stoped near. "What are you selling, my friend?" I asked to the guy while I aproached to him. (in spanish sounds like "que es lo que tu vendes, amigo?"). He replied "camotes". So I tried to explain him that we call'em sweet potatoes and he went "Oh, english. We call'em "sit down".
Ok. I was standing in front of this tinny car. Should I sit down so I can buy a sweet potatoe? It's a mexican law?
I don't understand.
Fuck.

FRANK O. JONES.