Hola!

My bedroom in Mexico

Well it had really been too long since the last time I watched “Weekend at Bernies.” I guess i should start at the beginning huh?

I got home from Duba and Vince’s Birthday Karaoke Extrava-GAY-za very late. Um, like 2am. That would be fine if I didn’t have to wake up at 6am – fly to Phoenix, then get a taxi to a bus terminal and take a 10 hour bus trip into Mexico. But the party was fun, and pictures will be posted on Myspace and Facebook. Anyway, about 4 minutes after clearing security i remembered that i HATE to fly hung over. I felt like ass. So, I bought a bottle of water and a bag of Doritos. Now, had i known that there would be no stopping for food while on the bus I might have rethought those choices.

I arrived at the bus station 2 hours in advance. I figured that would be plenty of time to get a ticket for the 12:30 bus.

“That bus is sold out”. Um, what? No. NO. NO!

Totally can’t be sold out. The next bus was at 6:30pm. Thats six hours later and making my arrival in Mexico 3:30 in the morning. I was not happy. Panicked is more like it. “Wait…I see we have one open seat…”. Yes. I’ll take it. Next to the bathroom? Sweet! I’ll sit in the bathroom – just get me on that bus. And…so it was.

My 2 hours in the bus station were spent trying to figure out how to spend my dollar. That’s right my dollar. Oh, sure I had more money, but no place to change it. So, do I buy more snacks or more water? I decided on water but was denied. Long story short the machines were out of everything except Fruit Punch Gatorade. Ewww. But, I bought it because my hang over demanded more liquid. I portioned it out to last the entire 10 hours. I’m smart like that.

The high light of the bus ride was two fold. First, the afore mentioned viewing of the 80’s classic “Weekend at Bernies”. The bus played continuous movies – but the “drag around a dead guy’ romp was the only one in English. God Bless America. The second high light was the amazing lightening show I saw about 2 hours prior to reaching Guaymas. The lightening lit up the entire sky as if god was taking flash pictures in a dark movie theater. It was really something. I kept wondering where it was coming from. I didn’t know then that I would find out later.

I arrived all safe and sound at 10:30 with 2 folks from my school there to welcome me. They took me to get something to eat at a street Carne Asada place – YAY! and then to my new apartment. It’s huge and with a little decoration will be super cute. I have already tried to hang up Elvis, but have concrete walls…so we’ll see. Other than that I am destroying my magazines for decorations as usual. White walls are unhappy walls. Anyway I watched a movie and fell asleep only to be awakened by the loudest thunder I have ever heard. It shook my apartment. The lightening was so close that it cause my power to go off and on three times. I had never seen anything like it. It was pretty awesome.

Today was spent unpacking and doing a little shopping for food and stuff. My flat came with dishes and stuff so I only needed to get some basic stuff. There is a big store like Wall-Mart or Tesco down the street from me in the mall so off I went. That five minute walk was intense. Why? I left at 9am and it was already 89 degrees. How did I forget that I hate heat and move here?

Anyway…I go to see the school tomorrow and meet some people so that will be cool. Until later…keep those fingers crossed for me!Oh and the pictures are of my new flat and view from it. And the mall. Enjoy!

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3 thoughts on “Hola!

  1. The reason that the majority of movies on the bus were in spanish is because Tufesa is a mexican bus line, not American.Glad you made it here safely. Nice looking apartment.

  2. SWANKY! I don’t have to bring my own spoon. I’m glad you made it and are not part some white sex slave trade situation.Oh, here are some important phrases you should learn (phonetically written for your pleasure). -Dondae esta el banyo? (Where’s the bathroom)-Mass cerveza por faa-vor. (More beer please)-No tokay me kulo. (Don’t touch my butt)Oh and what I learned from Red Dawn!-Una grenada! (A GRANADE!)-Apuntae fwego! (Ready, fire!)Hasta luego chica bella y buena suerte…I sooooo am Mexican.

  3. i miss your face, our dancing, and well, whiskey at 5. Happy to see you are easily making a new home and can’t wait to read the next installment of this Mexicana adventure. lots of love -suzie

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