Blogs from Sinaloa, Mexico, North America - page 11

Spitting heat upon pale skin. Dust swirls, thick and ominous like mountainous fog, yet there is little silence and zero solitude unlike the celestial palaces where the clouds’ nebulous movements waver. Where a hermit might dwell, there doesn’t exist this exhaustion, this thumping surge of sprawling land and sea convergence. It’s bright and hot, alighting the nonexistent patterns as people and their many motors crush upon the littorals of humanity and culture—their culture. It is their land; the noise and debris, the rising dust-clouds into the eternal heat, the rapturous signals, the stoplights and padding feet across cracked pavement before the next race of holly exhaust pipes flood the streets. The young pubescent girls standing in a 50s truck bed and the workingmen folding leathery hands in deep cooling shadows. Coronas, Pacificos, Dois XX and Sol ... read more

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Today was our first day of exploring the strange foreign land of Mexico. As we didn't dock until 12:30PM, we had the morning to relax on the ship. After getting up, we went straight to another dance class. This one was an introduction to the salsa. It's an awesome latin dance with an extremely simple basic step which lends itself well to lots of hip swaying and fancy improvisation. Afterwards, we had time to grab a small lunch and get changed before heading down to the atrium to meet Jim and Joan to go ashore. We caught a cab at the Mazatlan port and went first to the site of the cliff divers. Unfortunately, there were no other tourists there at the time. As the divers basically perform for tips, we would have had to foot ... read more

An appropriate theme for our honeymoon would definitely be "Mule" or “donkey.” In Mazatlan, we took a ferry to a small island off the coast and stayed at a beach for the day. It was a bit overcast, but interesting nonetheless. We spent most of the day lounging by the shore. After lunch we did the next most obvious thing… we took a short excursion riding more donkeys around the island. This time, I had a donkey willing to behave itself.... These donkeys or mules of whatever they are made us sad, though. They just looked overworked and underfed. I wanted to smuggle them off of the island and home to Missouri, but common sense prevailed. How would I get them into my luggage? The most interesting part of the day was the piñata. I have ... read more

well i think i've cried about 50 times this week which is really lame but i'm not even exaggerating. everyone is leaving and i never thought it would be so hard. i expected the whole getting here and making new friends and not know the city and being scared and all that good stuff.....but i NEVER expected the end to be the hardest part. its so sad cause it went by so fast and i feel like i just met these people and now BAM its over. Its so different from anything because when i left calgary i was like OHya its sad and all but i'll be back and everyone will be here and it will be fun....but here its like ok bye i may NEVER see you again and we will never be back ... read more