What Are The Chances?

Yesterday I got a new student and bugger me if he wasn’t … Mexican! I mean, what are the chances? Before I went to Mexico, I had only ever met three Mexicans: Hector, a guy I talked to in a bar we called Mangle (Mingle, now sadly defunct) but who couldn’t speak English, and of course my great hero Cesar Millan.

Now I have met a whole bunch of Mexicans and I have to say, I like them a lot. I was a bit disappointed not to see – anywhere! – a guy sleeping under a sombrero outside an adobe shack, but hey. There’s still Breaking Bad. So I expect great things from this new victim, ah-Lei! More Mexico in my life, I say.

學生 (Hok saang – student)
酒吧 (Jau ba – bar)
墨西哥 (Mak Sai Go – Mexico)