There are Gringo Traps everywhere you
look forget to look. The minute you start looking down…you whack your head on a low lying branch or telephone wire hanging over the sidewalk. The minute you begin looking up, you stub your toe on rebar and fall down on the uneven pavement or step in dog shit. This place keeps you on your toes. Personally, I would prefer to step in dog shit with more the ball of my foot.
Speaking of balls on feet. I came across seven teens playing 4v3 on the tall sand. That was my cue. I evened out the sides and went to work. My work is that of hustle and understanding. Skill play in the tall sand takes more practice than I am willing to commit to. It also could mean serious injury. Sprained toes, Blasts to the shin. Sand scrapes and the like. 20 minutes of that was about all I could take. Drenched.