Cotton Walters is a young American expatriate hiding out on the Mexican west coast in 1972. An ex-student, ex-political activist with uncertain draft status and pending legal problems, he has lived incognito for over a years along a tropical frontier of fishing villages and empty beaches, thriving on cantina life, beachcombing, bodysurfing, jungle slumming, and playing second base a local village baseball team. He's an illeagal gringo alien, living a lazy village life and known to his cantina buddies as Algo a qSomethingq, in English. Armed with a little Spanish and a passion for the Mexican coastal culture, he is a disillusioned dropout, waiting for the rest of the world to regain some sanity.I handed the phone across the counter to Ishmael. He listened, jowls drooping seriously, jiggling his double chin as he nodded. aNo Guadalajara, a he said. aI think you have to go to Vallarta to make such a call. You know the telephone station?
|Title||:||Something in Vallarta|
|Publisher||:||The Permanent Press - 1991-11-01|