My L´Oreal Kids shampoo is awesome. 3 in 1, no tears, and smells like mango-tangerine. :)
This started with an idea. This idea was something along the lines of ¨Oaxaca sucks. Maybe I will have some fun this weekend with Kerry in Mexico City.¨ Yes, I know this is the opposite direction of south. Little did I know I was also volunteering to help her move. This includes getting lost in an English department store & ODing on perfume fumes. Oi.
Back in Oaxaca, I met a couple - Ross & Cathy from Calgary. After some peanuts & tea, they offered to give me a ride 3/4 of the way to DF, to Puebla. They are the most polite people & so genial, so friendly. Campervans are seriously luxurious. I cozied up to their big dog Kona in the back seat, Cathy made quesadillas & we shared stories. Ross has been a hangliding pilot/instructor for 25 years. He says he doesn´t meet alot of people who are interested in hangliding. What?! It´s f"#$ing hangliding!!! He encourages me to take lessons. Maybe he will give me a discount in Calgary! :D
Kerry: When I take the Metro, I´m going to walk down Revolucion instead of through Tacubaya, because that area is....how to you say Terrifying in Spanish? Terrifio?
Dante: Well, are you trying to say Terrifying, or Terrific?
A graph depicting that night´s housewarming party is very bell shaped. (Fun on the y axis & time on the x axis.) It started okay, then somehow got completely off the wall. Abraham made some killer piña coladas - as usual - & declared me officially Mexican. Rene (Mexico City) is so cool, wild, helpful, a great photographer & makes sweet guacamole. He is a slam dunk personified. In fact, all the boys from Mexico City are cool - Dante & Adrian - love Lady Gaga, are hilarious & dance like lunatics. At the second party, we broke the dance floor, & simply kept dancing around the 3 foot hole in the ground. I think you can imagine what happened. Kerry almost broke her other leg a couple times, & me just once. We danced like buzzards around fresh meat for the music was unreal! This DJ was cooking up some sweet tunes to the sound of Pantheon Rococo, & my favourite discovery thus far LOS FABULOSOS CADILLACS!!!! Dios Mio!
I seem to recall getting pulled into a third party, DJing for a brief time, & someone´s mother driving us home...
Sunday was of course a write off. Chilaquiles & litres upon litres of OJ. No bright lights. Just soft Bavarian ska music (LaBrassBanda & Santeria & the Porn Horns).
Spent the next day wandering through the second biggest city in the world. Cathedrals, zocolas, subway rides. Churches make me feel belittled. I am pretty sick of them at this point, as well. Considering my realization that I love the smaller cities, this was the obvious wrong direction to go. I am giving it another shot, but getting too good at using public transit & deciphering which areas are where. I am becoming Chilango. All the other Mexicans are going to make fun of me. :(