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I first heard of “the green flash” in the Northern Territory where watching the sun set at East Point was a bit of a hippie tradition in the old days. Just as the sun sinks below the horizon you will see a green flash…. if you’re lucky?…… enhanced?
Tonight I’m watching the ever-spectacular sunset from my balcony at the Hotel La Siesta in Mazatlan, Mexico, still one of my favourite places, even after all the rest.
The sun sets through a low layer of glowing red coals clouds then breaks clear for the last free plunge into the Pacific. My third time here and still magic.

WAS IT THE GREEN FLASH?

Bill Shum
2006-08-21 17:06:57

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cattle guard rails and up to 20 people standing in the back, if one of these went down it would be ugly.
Unlike Tarot cards, donkeys are nearly always right side up, they are very sociable animals, side by side, not exactly hoof in hoof but often neck to neck…this morning I saw a bunch of white ones, quite rare, I thought of calling out to the Mazatlan to La Pazgaucho “get your white ass over here” but didn’t.

But I took it as a good omen, I really didn’t have a choice, everything was going well and I didn’t want to change.

And Chevrolets, when I was very young, chevs were always great monsters, the original Yank tanks, now I see the logo on tiny tin-can cars....something has gone missing.
I see on one sharp corner a huge pile of white powder, is this where one of the cartel’s coke road trains went astray? No time to check.

From time to time I come up behind a huge traffic block, hundreds of vehicles stopped in line, I take the plunge and slip past hundreds of vehicles, such a fantastic feeling, but I see it as small compensation for all the times they sit in comfort while I battle rain, cold and danger!
I met a girl who works in a photo shop, I went to see her after work and she accused me of playing with her emulsions, the day I had to leave she was an emulsional wreck.
Down on the malecon for breakast, the regular group of older local guys, drinking dripolator coffee in big mugs, US Mazatlan to La Pazstyle, acknowledge me this morning, I order an espresso and get a nano-coffee, one teaspoonful in a tiny cup, I add half a teaspoon of sugar and it absorbs all the coffee! But the fruit salad makes up for it, big plate with watermelon, papaya, orange, banana, pineapple and melon, sliced and diced with Japanese dexterity.
As soon as I entered Mexico from the US the latino culture was all-enveloping, overwhelming, permeating the pores, filling the senses…on the return, ...