A lovely 9 hour night bus ride along twists and turns got me to Pochutla. I took a shared taxi to Puerto Angel, then a taxi from there to Mazunte, where I plan to stay for at least a couple days. It’s supposed to be a lazy beach area. I only paid 65 pesos, unlike those suckers who paid 150 at the bus station and didn’t get to walk through Pochutla or Puerto Angel.
I walked down to Chapultepec Park Wednesday afternoon to see the National Museum of Anthropology (Museo Nacional de Antropologia). It had an extremely beautiful interior and was laid out very well, not to mention all the authentic artifacts from the area. While I’m not usually thrilled with natural history museums, this one was definitely worth going to. Continue reading I have nothing to do the rest of my life but do it and the rest of my life to do it
I woke up to my first day in Guadalajara and couldn’t keep any food or water down. Getting sick is worrisome in my situation. But after a day of not moving too far from my bed, I finally felt it things turn at 2am after a 3 hour nap. Since people were partying right outside my window and I was well-rested, I decided to get up and do my taxes. Such an old man. But hey, those taxes are done. Continue reading She’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many days at a time.