On the way back home, the bus driver played music of various cheesy sorts. Abba, Madonna, Mariah Carey, Cyndi Lauper: all of whom I hate. There was also Bryan Adams, Puff Daddy and Bee Gees, who I can just about stand. But it showed that the bus driver had no taste in music, just like he probably had no licence, from the state of his driving. I was introduced to a famous singer from Mexico who seemed popular with the staff. His name is Vicente Fernandez. He sings romantic cowboy songs and seems very proud, but also traumatic romantic and quite sensitive. I have fallen in love with his cheesy videos, his big hats, big smiles, smart costumes and slick ‘tash. He also like to ride horses, spread flowers and flash his gun a bit. He has a nice big farmyard too. I imagine all fathers lock up their daughters when he’s on tour because he seems something of a pervert, or maybe something more, a “zorro” – a bit of a “slag”. He is sixty, maybe seventy-odd, and all his videos contain girls three times younger than him. He tries to charm them and usually ends up lucky. Whether they’re his daughter’s or grand-daughters friends, or just groupies, I don’t know. In one of his videos, the smart gear comes off and he wears his cap and vest and looks a bit like a kerb-crawler. Maybe that’s where I’ve been going wrong. Maybe I should grow a ‘tash, smile a lot and buy a big hat. You might recognise some of his songs. Paula and myself were giggling to ourselves all the way back from Lago Yahoa. Below I’m going to include a few videos of his.
I have just watched these videos over and realise that I should not be rude by this folk hero, because I think I am just jealous that this gentlemen is just pinching all these young ladies from the grips of the youth. I’ve been disrespectful. I also don’t want to run the risk of being beaten up in the street by his angry fans. Fair play to Vicente! I salute him and his libido!
I made it home yesterday which ends this brief adventure to Lago Yahoa.