A Big Ol' Pig's Head

Have you seen the map of San Ramón?
My dad drew it over the past few months and it's pretty helpful.
The Brigade certainly made good use of a few copies during their *Welcome to San Ramón* scavenger hunt (-style game; it was really only sort-of like a scavenger hunt).
Maybe one of us will upload it soon.
Anyway, if you have seen it, you know that our casa huésped is situated nearby to a meat store. In truth, it's more of a make-shift kiosk, with occasional strips of meat hanging from it's ceiling. Only once or twice a week is it open, and when it is there is likely to a big ol' head of some sort of live stock balanced on an outer corner of the yellow box/kiosk.
This week, on Wednesday, the animal that stared us down as we walked to meet up with the brigade happened to be a pig. Lucky for you (bad... group of) folks back home we got some pictures.


On a related note, the meat here has been quite different from what we have in the States. The beef has ranged from pretty chewy to Super-Bounce Ball chewy. Ciara's dad, who probably knows, says it's because cows here are fed grass and not corn. I´ll ask the cow's head the next time I see it.