Watch, out,I'mmm back!! (he he, sounds like the intro to a cheesy horror
movie huh?..) anyway, my trip to Mexico was a lot of fun. It was my first
ever, so it was kinda scared, at first. (my Mom spent the entire way talking
about what the Mexican government likes to do to some Americans). She was
pulling my leg of course.
Anyway, I'm not going to bore you guys with a long description of what
I did, just a short one. On the first day of the trip, I went to San Diego
and just shopped a whole crap load, met some cool people (the most
interesting being this bum that spends the entire day skating and skating and
skating...). I got one of those Henna tattoos (Mom wouldn't allow the real
thing =( ) on my back. Anyway, me being as absent minded as I am got in the
car, and sat back. Ouch! thank God the car was a renta car or else I would
have never gotten that stain out. SO I wasted fifteen dollars and ruined my
"tattoo".
Anyway, on the next day, we went to Mexico. Mexico was very
different from what I'm used to, and from what I've heard. . . What did I
spend my money on? A whole CRAPLOAD of fireworks, some jewelry, and I gave
the rest away to the children on the street. It broke my heart to see so
many of them. After I had given them all my money, I started giving them
other things. I gave them all of my chapsticks and lip glosses (which I'm
not sure if they knew what to do with, but hey, it made them happy!), I gave
them some of the things I had originally bought to give to my little sisters,
who had stayed back in America. I gave them every food item we had (which
kinda pissed my family off). But I decided that this was an OK reason to
piss them off. After I had no more money (I gave the children like 20.00+
dollars), I started mooching off my brothers for some. It really made me so
sad to see all those children like that. The only life they know, and have
been taught is to beg.... But then, you never know. I mean, there are soo
many tourists over there and everywhere you go, you see people slipping them
money. For instance, I gave this one little boy all the change I had to
offer. When he put it in his pockets, I noticed how loud the jangling was! I
noticed the two hug bulges he had in his pockets. He must have had ALOT of
change! But, it made me happy. If they have to live on the streets, then I
hope they at least have money for food.
I went to this restaurant, I can't remember the name, but it had
something to do with a frog, or something. It was very very nice actually.
While we were waiting, a man came over and in five minutes flat, he made The
Pink Panther, on a scooter, smoking a cigarette, a monkey in a tree, a
flower, and a hat, all out of balloons! It was really cool. I took pictures
for anyone who wants to see them.
When we were leaving Mexico, I was so paranoid about being searched,
that I was practically holding my moms hand! But, I learned that it was as
easy as walking into a supermarket. My brothers who had smuggled a huge
knife, and like two "tabacco" pipes, were shitting bricks, up until this
point, he he he (my younger brother was contemplating on whether or not he
should put his pipe where the sun dont shine...). They learned that it was
easy as shit to smuggle stuff out of Mexico.
About the whole water deal, I didn't drink any because there was
none anywhere! Ignorantly enough, I was expecting there to be water
fountains in Mexico. . . The only place I found water was in the restaurants,
I declined that.
But, as a whole, my mini vacation was pretty cool, I plan on
going there again very soon, and now that I know what to expect, I'm gonna be
more "prepared" next time.
I got some of your guys mail before I left, so if Im posting
late on some of the subjects in them, then you'll know why. See ya on the
list!
Rachel aka Moonchild
BTW, whats goin on? Any worthwhile discussions?...