Getting Started

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I had no internet in mexico whatsoever.

AM
I had an amazing sleep last night; the nerves have started to shake off a little, this whole going away thing is STARTING to sink in. Not there yet though. Dan felt too homosexual to sleep in a bed with me. I planned it to a tee, just enough sexual innuendo with him to feel uncomfortable but not enough to think I’m gay: a queen sized bed all to myself. I figured Is start of the vacation with some eggs benny, no better breakfast. Things kind of just coasted through the morning, gave me time to check-out the girls before we had to check-out of out room.

Jorge showed up with Vincent from last year and I could have sworn mark walked in the room. Way too funny. The (sorry to say thing, no offense, it loods good mark I swear) emo haircut, the tightish pants and similar body structure. It was funny that it wasn’t even me who pointed it out. Taegan was to my right laughing and holding back her hand from pointing. Ill take pictures.

I now sit in a bus on the way to San Diego. So far so good, a good plane ride, a great sleep and some good food. Soon will come the pictures. For now, heres one I drew on the airplane with my touchpad.



PM
Wow. I’m pretty sure that’s the only word I can use to describe where we’re at now. The area of the school is worse than last year, we had cops waiting at our arrival to ensure our safety. I don’t like being anywhere where cops are needed to protect me. A lot of people were mighty scared. Me being me, I laughed it off with an “ola! Como estas” to the Mexican piggies. The group has arrived at the school, the accommodation is the same size as last year which usually wouldn’t be a bad thing. The only problem being that there are 4 times more people from last year. Sleeping could be fun. It wasn’t all bad, we had some locals make food for us as a “celebration of our arrival” and damn was it tasty. The principal apologized in advance for any disorganization; my prediction is that 45 of us doing will busy work and 5 of us will actually be doing something useful. And there’s nothing I hate more than busy work, except pyramids. I hate pyramids.

So in light of the situation, I broke out the badminton set that we’re giving to the kids for a nice relax session. I figured we’d break in the set for the kids. Key word: ”BREAK”. Taegan hit the birdie too hard breaking it in two. After a nice scolding we continued playing with the other shuttlecock. I got pretty into it as I tend to do with badminton *cough* matching Nike head and wristbands *cough*. Somehow I managed to break the racquet in half with one half flying out of our prison of a school yard. Literally: we’re locked into a cage. I figure we broke in the set enough. So after going up first for kickball and hitting a homerun, I decided it was time to pack it in. SO here I am, writing my journal like a good boy, and going to bed. Good night Tijuana. Heres to not getting robbed in the night and losing all my precious valuables.

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Photos

plane art
touchpad art

Sandiego Totempole
We stopped in San Diego before going down to Tijuana.

Our home
Insane amount of people

BLue Bear
A piece of home away from home

The food
mmmmmmmmmmmm

Comments

[LArry]

Mexican mark, that is stunning. If he was diabetic that would just be BIZARRE! How bizzare, how bizarre. No me gusta caramelos!

[Dusty]

The poster above me is t0ta11y gh3y
Jeff-O, I like pictures, they take me on a visual journey that words cannot. They complete your entries like lingonberries complete meatballs. Continue doing what you're doing and stay out of trouble you scamp. ;-)