On the way back from a short jaunt in Guadelajara Mexico. Charles and I had grabbed a Friday afternoon commuter to Phoenix, and then the evening flight south into Mexico’s second largest city.
We were attending the ribbon cutting for a company with which Charles is involved, Blue Gold. Blue Gold’s tech basically purifies water, regardless of its toxicity or turbidity, and makes it usable for agriculture, industry, drinking. Pretty important stuff. The pilot project actually is taking leachate water from a dumpsite and making it usable for agriculture. And a single mobile plant churns out enough water to keep a small city in ice cubes.
But lets take a step back. On our arrival, and meeting some of the BG folks, we went out on the town in Guadelajara. First stop was a rock club, Old Jack’s, with a more than passable cover band barking out music, quite adeptly, as varied as The Doors, Coldplay and Kings of Leon. We tossed a few back, Grumpy made a friend J, and then we headed to an underground club, Bar Americanos, in a warehouse type space. With the assistance of your friendly neighborhood bartended, and a change to central time zone, somehow we were out til almost 6AM, before retreating to the hotel for perhaps three hours of sleep before jumping on the bus to the ribbon cutting.
For obvious reasons, I was a bit piqued in the morning, and directly following the speeches and ceremony we headed out to a hacienda owned by a local (Mexican) business partner, where we were plied with tequila (I abstained at the party), which was actually invented in Jalisco, the state where Guadelajara is. I know, pretty cool. There was a dance show, more mariachi than you could shake a senorita at, and a lovely outdoor meal. I somehow avoided full on grumpster mode due to fatigue, at least until we got back on the bus for the 90 minute ride back to hotel (expletives regarding behavior of tequila-induced maniacs excised).
Landed in Phoenix – Blogger Interuptus. TBC.
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