Night Out On the Town
Trip Start
Jun 11, 2005
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Trip End
Sep 01, 2005
Fernie and I decided to do a science experiment last night. We wanted to see if it was possible to drown in rum and coke. Our findings? While reckless disregard for the well being of your internal organs, particularly your liver, won't actually kill you in one evening, it may make you wish you were dead.
We were supposed to go to Dolores Hidalgo today. It's where the Mexican Revolution began. But there was no way we could make it to the bus station, much less survive the ride. We ventured out to pick up a pizza, but most of the day was spent suffering and whining to one another about our miseries. It's almost 6 p.m. and I'm starting to feel like I may live to see the sun rise another day.
Today would have been a perfect lay around and watch a movie day. Sadly, I have no television, much less a DVD player or VCR. There is a movie theater in town, but it's far and we didn't feel up to the cab ride. Plus they're only showing three movies, none of which look very interesting. But I can't read anymore. I'm thinking about staring at the ceiling for several hours and listening to the incessant chirping of the crickets that live in my wall. Party at my place.
So one of the benefits of travel is meeting other travelers. They tend to be interesting, intelligent people, who always have a good story. We haven't found many of those. But we did find a girl from Nashville, TN who has been to San Miguel four times but hasn't been anywhere else in Mexico. She also didn't know what an aqueduct was. I told her it was what people used to transport water before the advent of pipes. She didn't seem to know there was a time before indoor plumbing. What happened to no child left behind? I drew a surprisingly realistic picture on a bar napkin, but this didn't help. I'm sure she'll grow up and make very pretty babies. I'm going to buy the children "Baby's First Aqueduct" sets.
Well, I think I'm going to go curl up in the fetal position and rock back and forth until my innards work their way back into place. Good night. God speed.
We were supposed to go to Dolores Hidalgo today. It's where the Mexican Revolution began. But there was no way we could make it to the bus station, much less survive the ride. We ventured out to pick up a pizza, but most of the day was spent suffering and whining to one another about our miseries. It's almost 6 p.m. and I'm starting to feel like I may live to see the sun rise another day.
Today would have been a perfect lay around and watch a movie day. Sadly, I have no television, much less a DVD player or VCR. There is a movie theater in town, but it's far and we didn't feel up to the cab ride. Plus they're only showing three movies, none of which look very interesting. But I can't read anymore. I'm thinking about staring at the ceiling for several hours and listening to the incessant chirping of the crickets that live in my wall. Party at my place.
So one of the benefits of travel is meeting other travelers. They tend to be interesting, intelligent people, who always have a good story. We haven't found many of those. But we did find a girl from Nashville, TN who has been to San Miguel four times but hasn't been anywhere else in Mexico. She also didn't know what an aqueduct was. I told her it was what people used to transport water before the advent of pipes. She didn't seem to know there was a time before indoor plumbing. What happened to no child left behind? I drew a surprisingly realistic picture on a bar napkin, but this didn't help. I'm sure she'll grow up and make very pretty babies. I'm going to buy the children "Baby's First Aqueduct" sets.
Well, I think I'm going to go curl up in the fetal position and rock back and forth until my innards work their way back into place. Good night. God speed.

