Culiacán

Right now we are obsessed with phylloxera, this skin, Celtic, because the serums mana.

And you know what? To be in peace with yourself, you don't care what people think, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, you don't care, This ingatus that ingatus moves Culiacán.

Yes.

Arroba Sofía Alba.

Se usa eso aquí.

No estás completa.

Eso es muy de Culiacán también.

Ando muy culichi.

The first and principal narrative was written for the purpose of providing a history of the expedition by one of the common soldiers sometime after his return to Mexico, when he apparently felt that there was danger that posterity would forget the deeds of those with whom he had toiled and suffered in the vain search for something which would reward their costly undertaking.

All that is known of the author, Pedro Castañeda, beyond what he relates in this narrative, is that he was a native of the Biscayan town of Nájera in northern Spain, who had established himself in the Spanish outpost at Culiacán in northwestern Mexico at the time Coronado organized his expedition, and that he was the father of eight surviving children who, with their mother, presented in fifteen fifty-four a claim against the Mexican treasury on account of the father's exploits.

The Spanish text of Castañeda's history is preserved in the Lenox Library, now absorbed into the New York Public Library.

It is printed together with the translations reprinted herewith in the fourteenth annual report of the United States Bureau of Ethnology, Washington, D.C., eighteen ninety-six, a volume which has long been out of print.

Acting on this information, Nuño de Guzmán got together nearly four hundred Spaniards and twenty thousand friendly Indians of New Spain, and as he happened to be in Mexico, he crossed Tarasca, which is in the province of Michoacán, so as to get into the region which the Indians said was to be crossed toward the North Sea, in this way getting to the country which they were looking for, which was already named the Seven Cities.

He thought from the forty days of which the Tejo had spoken that it would be found to be about two hundred leagues and that they would easily be able to cross the country.

Omitting several things that occurred on this journey, as soon as they had reached the province of Culiacán, where his government ended and where the new kingdom of Galicia is now, they tried to cross the country, but found the difficulties very great because the mountain chains which are near the sea are so rough that it was impossible after great labor to find a passageway in that region.

His whole army had to stay in the district of Culiacán for so long on this account that some rich men who were with him, who had possessions in Mexico, changed their minds and every day became more anxious to return.

Story 5 My name is Andres Villalobos, and I am 44 years old.

I live in Culiacan.

I work as a warehouse manager.

I have been at the same job for 11 years, with the same coworkers and practically the same routine as always.

I took it out.

It was a number I did not have saved.

Judging by the area code, it was from Culiacan, but I did not know it.

I hesitated.

Um, and now it's, of course, CJNG, extremely powerful, and they're essentially absorbing the Chapitos faction of the Sinaloa cartel, El Chapo's faction, because they made an alliance, an alliance with them, fighting against the Mayos, Mayito Flacos faction of the Sinaloa cartel.

Um, and when I was in Sinaloa this summer, I went to Culiacán and across Sinaloa for a couple of weeks just to kinda get the two-year update since El Mayo was captured.

Sean, it was like you're just...

You're not walking in a city.

Okay?

Sheesh.

From the moment I got there, I drove from Mazatlán to Culiacán because I wanted to go through the towns and kind of try to get a grasp of who's controlling which areas because it's ever-evolving.

And when you're going through these small towns and you're taking that highway from Mazatlán to Culiacán, and I took the old highway, not the new highway, so it's, like, I guess in layman's terms, like, more dangerous, like, just to really understand it, you can see who's controlling there.

Platícame, ¿de dónde eres y cómo fue tu historia?

Yo soy de Culiacán, Sinaloa.

Vengo de una familia de siete hermanos, una familia muy humilde.

La verdad es que tuvimos muchas carencias.

The first and principal narrative was written for the purpose of providing a history of the expedition by one of the common soldiers sometime after his return to Mexico, when he apparently felt that there was danger that posterity would forget the deeds of those with whom he had toiled and suffered in the vain search for something which would reward their costly undertaking.

All that is known of the author, Pedro Castañeda, beyond what he relates in this narrative, is that he was a native of the Biscayan town of Nájera in northern Spain, who had established himself in the Spanish outpost at Culiacán in northwestern Mexico at the time Coronado organized his expedition, and that he was the father of eight surviving children who, with their mother, presented in 1554 a claim against the Mexican Treasury on account of the father's exploits.

The Spanish text of Castañeda's history is preserved in the Lenox Library, now absorbed into the New York Public Library.

It is printed together with the translations reprinted herewith in the fourteenth Annual Report of the United States Bureau of Ethnology, Washington, DC 1896, a volume which has long been out of print.

As I was saying, at the time Francisco Vasquez was appointed governor, he was traveling through New Spain as an official inspector, and in this way he gained the friendship of many worthy men who afterward went on his expedition with him.

It happened that just at this time three Spaniards, named Cabeza de Vaca, Dorantes, and Castillo Maldonado, and a Negro who had been lost on the expedition which Pánfilo de Narváez led into Florida, reached Mexico.

They came out through Culiacán, having crossed the country from sea to sea, as anyone who wishes may find out for himself by an account which this same Cabeza de Vaca wrote and dedicated to Prince Don Philip, who is now King of Spain and our sovereign.

They gave the good Don Antonio de Mendoza an extended account of some powerful villages, four and five stories high, of which they had heard a great deal in the countries they had crossed, and other things very different from what turned out to be the truth.