¿Tiene una jirafa rojo?

A heartbreaking tale with a two-giraffe ending

Strava art giraffe by Stephen Lund Victoria BC Garmin GPS Strava art cycling bicycle cyclist

I wanted to buy a red giraffe to commemorate the success of my Strava giraffe. How I ended up with two is a tale of incredible sadness. BTW, that’s Garmina on the left and Geoffrey on the right.

Two weeks ago, I was broiling on a Sayulita beach when a trio of Mexican girls no older than 10 approached with armfuls of handmade stuffed animals – lions, monkeys, zebras and giraffes, all cute and brightly coloured. One of the girls inched forward to show her wares.

I elbowed my wife, who’d recently breezed through a Spanish for Travellers course. “Ask her if she has a red giraffe,” I said. (Just a week earlier, my Strava giraffe had cantered merrily across the Twittersphere, and a red giraffe seemed an apt memento of my brief flirtation with fame.)

¿Tiene una jirafa rojo?” she asked.

The young girl dropped her bundle of stuffies in the sand. “Espera,” she said, and then she disappeared into the tangle of tourists and palapas that lined the beach.

At least half an hour had passed before her friends, who’d been lingering nearby, dashed over with a red giraffe in hand. They pointed toward another vendor to show where they got it.

I hesitated – I really wanted to buy from the girl who’d originally approached us – but our time to say bye to the beach was nigh, so I dug through my backpack for 150 pesos and took possession of one red giraffe.

I named him Geoffrey Pedro Stravinsky – GPS for short.

Twenty or so minutes later, as we were shaking sand out of our towels and packing our beach bags, who should reappear but the original girl, breathless and beaming and clutching a red giraffe!

When I held up Geoffrey to show her I’d already bought one, she crumpled. Her shoulders dropped and tears welled up in her eyes, and as she slumped slowly away her friends crowded around to console her.

It was heartbreaking.

I called her back, and in broken Spanish my wife sussed out what had happened. Determined to get me una jirafa rojo, the girl had run all the way home and asked her mother to make one. She watched and waited while her mother stuffed and sewed, and then she raced back to deliver the goods.

Her sadness was unbearable. And that is why I left the beach that day with two giraffes – Geoffrey and his hastily fashioned companion, Garmina Paprika Sayulita (also GPS for short).

Garmina Paprika Sayulita (left) and Geoffrey Pedro Stravinsky

Garmina Paprika Sayulita (left) and Geoffrey Pedro Stravinsky



About Stephen

Brand strategist and creative director by day. Hyper-competitive GPS-art obsessed cyclist most of the rest of the time.
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3 Responses to ¿Tiene una jirafa rojo?

  1. @shane says:

    What an interesting experience. Never heard anything like this before. Great picture of GPS the giraffe.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Bond, Jane Bond says:

    ¡Please tell me you paid her well for it¡

    Liked by 1 person

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