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Trip Start
Jun 11, 2005
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Trip End
Sep 01, 2005
I haven't been doing much. I moved into my apartment today. The place is too cool and the woman that is renting it to me is ridiculously nice. She lives next door. We're going to be best friends.
I took some photos I liked, so that's the main reason I'm posting. And Compass still hasn't responded to my emails or my death threats. They're doing a refer a friend program right now. I'm going to refer to them as...bastards.
I also have decided not to travel this weekend. Buses are really expensive in Mexico. Plus now that I'm paying for an apartment, I don't really want to go pay for a hotel somewhere. So I'm just going to do day trips. It should still be interesting.
Also, the reason I hurried out of the hostel is because I had the worst night's stay I've ever had at a hostel. Anywhere. One of the guys we had gone out with that night and who was staying in my room, had consistent night terrors. All night. And he wouldn't wake up. He just screamed horrible, frightening things. He'd even jump out of his bed and point and talk to invisible things. I was pretty sure he was going to kill me in his sleep. I think the priest had called upon the demons of hell to take over this young man's body and murder me. Or maybe I have a fundamental misunderstanding of Catholicism and the power of its priests. But either way, the kid scared the hell out of me. So first thing the next morning, I was out.
Enjoy the photos.
I took some photos I liked, so that's the main reason I'm posting. And Compass still hasn't responded to my emails or my death threats. They're doing a refer a friend program right now. I'm going to refer to them as...bastards.
I also have decided not to travel this weekend. Buses are really expensive in Mexico. Plus now that I'm paying for an apartment, I don't really want to go pay for a hotel somewhere. So I'm just going to do day trips. It should still be interesting.
Also, the reason I hurried out of the hostel is because I had the worst night's stay I've ever had at a hostel. Anywhere. One of the guys we had gone out with that night and who was staying in my room, had consistent night terrors. All night. And he wouldn't wake up. He just screamed horrible, frightening things. He'd even jump out of his bed and point and talk to invisible things. I was pretty sure he was going to kill me in his sleep. I think the priest had called upon the demons of hell to take over this young man's body and murder me. Or maybe I have a fundamental misunderstanding of Catholicism and the power of its priests. But either way, the kid scared the hell out of me. So first thing the next morning, I was out.
Enjoy the photos.


Comments
bigdaddy
dane...how exciting to be in a new city! i love the pictures. i don't know if it's my preg nose or what but aren't the smells different than they are here? good and bad? anyhow...i'll talk with you soon. peace