Well sorry folks! I haven´t exactly kept up on my blogging! I guess I was just having too much fun and spending too much time just living to be inside writing on a computer. It really is amazing how much time a person can spend hand washing clothes, cooking, cleaning, and either walking or riding to go buy food and other amenities. I honestly feel like I didn´t even spend that much time on the beach and am disappointed in my tan :-(. As a result I did a little over kill yesterday and now today my skin is not appreciating any more sunshine thank you very much!
Em and I took the 2 am bus to PV last night...it was a bit of a rough time for Em and she very sadly ended up having to go right back once we arrived in PV, as she had forgotten a very very important item there! Poor girl, she will have spent something like 16 hours on the bus for her last day in Mexico :-(. Well I am sure I can cheer her up when she arrives by greeting her with a good stiff tequila and squirt!
I am trying to remember what the heck I did the past 3 weeks...ate lots of good Mexican food, drank WAY TOO MUCH cervesa, ron, y tequila. Made lots of friends ie: Carlos, Carlos, Carlos, Carlos, Tony, Yolanda, y Yolanda, Rosie, Adriana, Tocho, Arlet, Ruben y Ruben, Alejandro (mas o menus), and many other English speakers and near geezers as well!
One very important skill that I have also been practicing and believe I have neared mastering is the now famous, ¨Sparkly Eye Technique¨. For those of you who have watched the movie, ¨Men Who Stare at Goats¨ you will know exactly the technique that I speak of. For those of you who don´t, I advise that you learn it and practice as it does wonders for making fast friends, getting rides for gratis or at least cheap, regalitos, free banana boat rides, accompaniment to walk home in the sketchy dark streets, invitations to fiestas, etc. Also helpful in Mexico and elsewhere is the ¨Cloud-Busting Technique¨ of which I still need much more practice, as many of you may have heard of the large amount of llubia (rain) that Mexico has seen in the past month. Actually our little bungalow that we rented became an Isle de Mujeres Dos as a result of 2.5 days of rain, and we were lucky as compared to what happened in many other ciudades y pueblos en Mexico.
Em and I made it to Guadalajara for 3 jam-packed days of adventure! We started out on Thursday night by having supper, drinks and playing music with the Carlos´, Yolanda y Tony until about 3am. After sleeping only briefly we boarded the 7am bus for a 6 hour journey to this beautiful city of 5-6million people! This is the biggest city I have ever been in! I visited once before during my first journey through Mexico, but had a far different and much more rico experience this time. First off, Em wanted to go to the town of Tonala. So for 80 pesos we took a taxi there to check out some of the famous artisan work there of clay, pottery, glass, textiles, etc. From there another 120 pesos I think to get to Hostel Guadalajara near el centro which was walking distance from the amazing Cathedral and other beautiful old buildings and jardins. Our initial reason and plan for making this trip had been to watch the city´s national soccer team, the Chiva´s as they were to play a game on Saturday night at the massive Estadio Jalisco. When we found out that we could watch the University team the Leones Negros for only 10 pesos instead of 100 (or so), we opted for the Leones on Friday night. Something funny that happened during the game that we really had no idea what was going on until the next day was that, when we first entered the roaring, cheering stadium, the whole crowd seemed to start chanting something to us. We had no clue what the word was and so kept walking, and then all of a sudden they switched in perplexing unison to ¨BBOOOOOOOOOO¨!!! WTF!? We were baffled, and I to be honest, was hoping that they didn´t start throwing stuff at us and kick us out or something. Anyways, the word they were apparently yelling was, ¨vuelta¨which means spin, or turn. They wanted us, the girls, to spin for them and they would cheer...or maybe call you some other nasty name. Apparently with this game, it is hard for the mujere to win. Oh and the Leones lost in over time, it was sad.
Ok, so the other reason for skipping the Chiva´s game was so that we could go on a tequila tour to the town of Tequila where we visted agave fields, distilleries, rode around in a big, yellow, tin bus shaped like a tequila bottle while drinking tequila from the bottle first, then from clay pots, wearing 20 peso cowboy hats in the town of tequila on Valentine´s Day!! Craziness and so much fun! Thanks to my implementation of the aforementioned ¨Sparkly Eye-Technique¨, Em and I were invited to a fiesta at the home of our tour guide and his room mate (who is the manager of the Hostel). I was exhausted...but Oh Thank Heaven for 7 Eleven!! I´ll be damned if we didn´t stop at a 7 Eleven to buy beer, and that I could buy a coffee which prevented me from passing out!! Let me tell you, that was a long damn day. See if you can drink tequila starting at 11am and go till 6pm, then attend a party and not pass out and look like and idiot while for the most part trying to speak a language that you still barely know!! Its hard work! jajaja. The morning after photo of me and Em as we dopily stumbed down the residential street to find a taxi back to the hostel is quite hilarious. We couldn´t stop laughing and giggling the whole way as we walked to find a main street. The neighborhood was beautiful! I would love to live there! Clean, trees, character in all the buildings, a nice park, close to amenities...quit different from downtown around the hostel especially at night when it becomes very sketchy to be out on the streets! Something like missing your bus stop after the futbol game on a Friday night and having to walk back 6 blocks in the dark streets dotted with sex workers, druggies, and mariachi guys...yes that´s right! For some unknown reason, the last 3 blocks to the Hostel that night there were mariachi guys all standing out on the street on every corner, like angels with pot-bellies in tight lycra pants with gold tassels down the sides, the mariachi´s guided us safely home! ;-)
I don´t want to miss my last sun set here so I better run. Em and I (I hope) will board our plane tomorrow and begin the long journey home. Wish us luck and good traveling conditions on all spectrum's please!!
Luv,
Anna
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