Dirk is a difficult name for Mexicans to say. So, when the beach butler, Haans, at the resort we are staying at, remembered my name as David, it was close enough. He’s friendly and he has cerveza delivered to the beach, he could call me Sally if it suited him.
I thought he had my wife’s name down pat, but on his rounds today he asked her to confirm her name was Julie. His accent prevented her from understanding the question but, like all polite tourists, she responed, “Si, gracias”.
With our cover names in place all we are missing is a secret mission in which we sneak into a fancy party. I am being ever vigilant for such an opportunity.
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