Blogs from Mexico, North America - page 743

Don't go! Don't go! Its dangerous. Dodgy, dirty. Scream the locals from Mexico and California alike. Armed with little more than a passport and a mere trickel of money we ventured over. Curious, intrigued, yet the entire time cautious of the many scams we had heard horror stories about many times over. Treading further past the boarder, our guards were at the ready, cat like reflexes ready to dodge the flow of bullets and knives surely coming our way. Despeart locals trying to steal their way through life. Still further we walked, no, no taxis they're run by the mafia (supposedly) they'll take you for a ride for sure. Plus downtown's only a ten minute walk away... Minutes pass, ten in fact, after we start to realise nobody here is threatening, not on the main streets ... read more

Het begon allemaal op 30 augustus 2006. Uiteraard op de allerlaatste minuut de tas aan het inpakken. Op 31 augustus met Flip afgesproken in Amsterdam, dus uiteindelijk maar 4 uurtjes geslapen. Door een brand in de tunnel van Best (je verzint het niet) vertraging opgelopen, maar gelukkig was de NS consequent door de trein van Flip uit Enschede (verzin je ook niet om daar te gaan wonen) ook te vertragen. Uiteraard had ik weer een flinke verkoudheid te pakken vlak voordat ik moest vliegen, dus de dag in Amsterdam was voor mij toch wat minder gezellig dan hij had kunnen zijn. Ben blijven slapen in het StayOkay Hostel. 23.75 euro, onsmakelijk, geen nachtrust, wel rottende bananenschillen, en tot overmaat van ramp bleef mijn reiswekker af en toe stil staan, waardoor ik helemaal geen oog meer heb ... read more

I haven't had a weekend in like five years. I, of course, mean that in the most positive of sense. Nearly everyday for the past five years, has been what regular people would consider a weekend. Sure, I had class, obligations, etcetera... but for the most part I could get drunk every night. But for the first time since, high school, I felt like my monday through friday warranted an actual weekend... that is, something to look forward to. On the friday of my first weekend back in the game (being a member of mainstream society, ie. holding a job.) I went to a concert. We saw this band called Babasonicos, they are from Argentina. It's an uncommon occurrence for a band with such (partial) fame to come to Pachuca. I think its equivalent to The ... read more

well the weekend was basically a large waste of time. friday i studied for quite a while because i figured that since school was cancelled i should study for the hours i wa smissing......i think that makes sense. anyways, so me and heather and ilona drank way too many frappacinos and did homework. friday night there was a fiesta at monroe and uhau's apartment who are two exchange students. they had a party for a whole bunch of birthdays that were this weekend. it was great and they even bought a pinata and filled it with mexican candy and mini liquor bottles. afterwards me carlos jason and ilona went to joe's oyster bar and danced like mofos. then ilona dissappeared for about a half hour and we were all freaking out trying to find her and ... read more

The show went well considering all of the problems that started out the evening. At one point during that evening, Leonardo left for the hotel to change. Upon his return, told us that the lock to the door of our room was broken and the doorman had to break into our room. The result was that Martin and I lost our spacious room and were put in a room that was super damp and smelled musty. Being as tired as we were it didn't really matter much. We woke up on Sunday and went to the restaurant in the hotel. MMmmmmm...coffee. We watched a mix of soccer and Mexican wrestling on the TVs around the room. After brunch we gathered our equipment and belongings and met Leonardo's father and brother and sent everything back to their ... read more