Someone told me there was a Sam's Club in Oaxaca, so I looked it up on Google, and, sure enough, there is. I live in the southern part of the historical district and Sam's Club is two miles further south in an area of town I had not explored yet. It was an interesting walk. Some areas were obviously poorer than the center. (There is a lot of deep poverty on the edges of the city.) And then, surprisingly, a typical suburban sprawl, with a McDonald's, Burger King, KFC, Pizza Hut, Office Max and a whole host of Mexican equivalents. I would say I was disappointed, but Mexicans have the right to create big ugly spaces just as much as North Americans do. (Mexicans are Americans, as are all the residents of Central and South America.)
I walked around the Sam's Club for the heck of it. And although I have no need for a case of liter bottles of ketchup, I did find a small package of index cards. I use these a lot. When I went to buy a cellphone, for example, I looked up Spanish cellphone terms and wrote down the ones I thought I would need to use. Very handy. But when I went up to the register, I couldn't buy them without a membership card. I thought maybe I would have to pay a higher price than members, but I was wrong. I seem to remember being to do that in North Carolina, but it's been many years. So I left the index cards and walked back home, taking a different route. I got back home just before it started to rain.
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