La Casa De la Nueve was a final stop for that evening for a cup of something. Nothing really interesting was happening musically. A child band was doing covers (impersonations) of Green Day. Afterward, 'mommy' and 'daddy' roadied for them. There were shady, but not dangerous regulars hanging around too. A kid walked in the door and slapped a fair size bag of what looked like weed on the table in front of one of them. The art exhibit- photography wasn't great... It was an odd moment to be there.
Before it got too late we hustled through the streets to the taxi stand. A minivan will wait there until it is completely full before taking off. It's halfway between a bus and a taxi. You get to sit in close with total strangers. And no chickens. This time.