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| Paulo patching up the radiator |
Today I scubaed the cenotes in Tulum.
Dos Ojos. Paulo was my guide. $110 for two dives? Whatever. I'm going to have to check my funds soon because I'm pretty sure I'm way over budget. I think
I fell in love with the Argentinian Girl that volunteers here. What
is it with Argentinian girls working at hostels and being absolutely
gorgeous? No I haven't talked to her yet. Chloe the red-head
Australian girl has been traveling with me. She's cute, but dumb as a
cinder block. She tried to tell me she had never heard of
quesadillas before. She's been in Mexico for nearly a month now. I
know they have Mexican food in Australia, my CELTA buddy Joel was
from Australia and he fucking loved Mexican food. She asks a
shit-ton of stupid questions. I don't know, I don't mind though.
Doesn't seem like there's a lot that can get on my nerves recently.
I had my phone jacked the other night. That bummed me out for a bit,
and then proceeded to piss me off subsequently for the next 3 days
every time I went for my phone and realized it was gone. But each time
it was just passing frustration. I miss the military guys from
Alaska who were biking through the American continents. God I want
to do that so bad. That and sail around the world. Well, maybe not
literally, but maybe. Right now I just want to sail through all the
worlds tropical islands. I just need to learn how to sail. And fix
a motorcycle. Or else find someone else with the skills I need.. I
should ask Ben how he feels about sailing with me. Check.
Goddamnit the English chick at the bar is so fucking hot. I'm afraid
if I let myself really take a look at her my eyes will get stuck and
her boyfriend will have to pry them away with the bill of his douchy
trucker hat. No, but really he's cool. Fucking awesome red beard.
She's way too fucking hot for him though. Fuck me, can I stop
thinking about girls for 10 minutes? The answer is no. No I cannot.
Here's some raccoon and a couple of their odd little friends:
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