Random Bits, part 43

• Pogs: remember pogs? the game where you throw your plastic or metal pog at the cardboard ones of your opponents and try to turn over their stack? The kids here play it like crazy. Everywhere. Mostly boys, that I've seen.
• My glasses fall apart in foreign countries: two years ago the arm came off a pair in Florence and we ended up buying a red faux leather bag from a street vendor because of it. Last week, in Guanajuato, the arm of my current pair separated and a watch and jewelry repair man fixed it for me in a matter of minutes after the place next door told me it would take two days.
• Different towns have different words for their bus stations. Not huge differences, and they all understand "estacion del autobus" but today we ended up at the cargo train station because the colectivo (little van-bus) guy said "estacion?" and I said, "si, estacion" from there we took a taxi across town and out some ways to the central del autobus.
• Gotta love aguas frescas (aka preparadas). Why do we not have these in every restaurant in the U.S. like they do here?
• Again, I say: 14 cent tacos.
• Hostelbooker.com said the hostels in Morelia were full tonight, but there is plenty of space at this one. Wonder what's up with that?