¡David, mi sombrero es su sombrero! I lose my prized hat out the window of the train and try to buy a really nice L L Bean type hat from a Mexican on the train. “How much?” “Veinte” he says (which is twenty), so I go to get 20 pesos ( about 2 dollars). The joke is on me as he says, “No, gringo…20 dollares!” At the next train stop I see my buddy and one of our guides, Alberto Lopez, and he has a hat just like the one I tried to buy. In the train stop melee, I yell that I need a sombreo just like that and as the train rolls the rotund Alberto starts running.