Love thy Neighbor

Often a travel experience is defined by the quality of the neighbors you meet along the way.  Sometimes at a sidewalk cafe or other times just outside your front door.  Today it was the later.  Just outside my front door was Scout, which was Tonto's horse now hiding in Mexico from the IRS.  Scout was munching away on what looked to be a bag of peanuts just a few doors down from the Patz homestead.  La Colima is a pretty quiet hood really just a few whinnies and the occasional  bark.    Scout is only parked a few doors down from the 24 hours casket sales place.  "Funerales Alaverz".  You just never know I guess.