Dear Acapulco

(Preface: I was in Acapulco from the 15th to the 19th for the Mexican Independence day long weekend and had a lot of fun. This is my letter to Acapulco regarding the experience.)

Dear Acapulco,
I'd like to thank you for a couple of things.
1. You gave me a pretty decent tan in 3 days.

(I realize I don't look very tan in that picture compared to Liz's brown skin, but trust me I'm a lovely white girl bronzed color.)
2. You made me some new friends.

(This is Mauricio from Mexico City. He doesn't speak English so I had to drunkenly babble in Spanish with him.)
3. You inspired me to create a new beverage - white wine with BeLite - that tastes like juice but gets you wasted.

(Ah, 3 of those jugs of wine in 3 days. Drunk Sarah was in the house, that's for damn sure.)

HOWEVER! I'd like to negatively thank you for sun bleaching my hair. I'm now sporting beaaaautiful copper colored ends and nice dark brown roots. I'm not pleased about this. I just realized I don't have a picture of my current haircolor to back this accusation up. Whoops. But just trust me, I'm not pleased.

But...since I'm a sucker for the beach, I'll see you again soon I hope and maybe you could lighten me all the way to blonde then.

THANKS FOR EVERYTHING!! Love, Sarah

Profound Thought of the Day

Mexicans wear windpants noticeably more freqently than Americans do. I would have never noticed this, if it were not for my newfound extreme hate for the "swish" sound of someone walking in windpants that I noticed today I hear all too freqently now that I reside in the 72820 (aka Puebla). I think the windpants/windbreaker combo is probably the loudest outfit one could wear, not to mention that it's a pretty gary costume to sport.

My profound thinking is over for today. Stay tuned, you never know what I'll think of tomorrow.

Countdown to Apocalypse

Thanks to http://oneeightone.com.au/countdown/index.php I just calculated that I will be back in Boston in a mere 83 days...

Some thoughts on life, and food.

So, I'm pretty sure I'm certifiably bored right now. I don't like being bored. Cuz then I think about food.

Thought #1:
It would be so cool to go apple picking and drink apple cider in October. I don't think they do that in Puebla.

Thought #2:
I could eat 3 servings of Pad Thai right now, with lots mango and sticky rice for dessert. I don't think they have Thai food in Puebla, or at least I haven't found it yet.

Thought #3:
I like cheddar cheese a lot. And monterrey jack also. So far I haven't found it in any grocery store in Puebla.

Thought #4:
I just looked out the window like I do so often when I get bored, and saw a girl in a miniskirt crawling through her bedroom window. I guess she forget her key. And that she was wearing a thong with a miniskirt and shouldn't be crawling through windows like that cuz people might look out the window and see her bare ass.

Thought #5:
I don't really feel like thinking anymore.

EWWWW #2

So I'm pretty sure that I hate living here more than ever cuz THIS
was crawling down my hallway tonight while I was on the phone with my mom. And after my roommates and I all finished screaming like little girls and spraying the hell out of it with Raid (you can see it bathing in that lovely chemical solution), my roommie called her bf and he said that if it bites you, you die. SWEET. So this cute little fucker is called "cara de nino" en espanol, not sure exactly what in English, but he was a good 3 inches long. He got flushed after his chemical bath. I fucking hate living here...my life is in the hands of insects. grood...

CELEBRITIES ARE LIARS!

Um, so I'm terribly disallusioned now that I read this website...
It gives celebrities birth names.
Liars! All of them!
http://www.babynames.com/Names/Celebrities/

Disclaimer: I'm not responsible for anyone's dreams that get shattered after reading this list.

Viva Mexico Cabrones!

EWWWW

So I get home last night, completely sober, extremely tired and I just want to go to bed so I can get up semi-early and start studying for my impossible exam I have on Monday. And I'm chatting online a bit and then I get up to go brush my teeth, and on my flip flops by the door, I see THIS:

Unfortunately this picture is blurry, but I was totally freaking out so I wasn't exactly thinking about focusing the camera ya know?? So this my friends, is the fucking centipede that was on my floor. The the little fucker squirms his way right underneath my bedframe, which is pretty much a block of solid wood. So I'm like, "Oh shit. I'm not sleeping with that thing under my bed. I definitely need to move it (the entire bed) and find it (the centipede) and remove that creepy thing from my bedroom ASAP." So I go to brush my teeth, since its only proper to exterminate with freshly cleaned teeth. And when I return from the bathroom, I SEE IT CRAWLING ON MY COVERS ON MY BED....and proceed to scream like a little girl and burst into tears because I'm home alone and there's no one to save me from the centipede (rational, I know). So I get my shoe, and push him onto the floor where I then proceed to throw a tupperware on top of him, and put a book on top of that so he can't get out. And then I continue to freak out that there's more of them and they will be crawling all over/in my bed while I sleep. So after a half hour I manage to calm down and get into bed, and slept horribly. So when I woke up this morning I was like "Oh shit, I've got a creepy crawly thing caged in some plasticware on my floor. What ever shall I do?" So I decide that I will not squish him onto the tile floor cuz I don't want to clean up bug guts, I will just leave him there til someone helps me, and I gave him a nice Mexican name: "Rodrigo Alejandro Antonio Centipedeito". And then I went to take a shower. And when I got out, my roomie's friend who was up visiting was in the hallway and I was like "OMG, Look what was in my room last night!" And this girl was the sweetest girl in the world, and she was like "Oh I'll kill it for you, they sting you really badly if they get on your skin." And I kind of wanted to be like "you're my saviour I love you" and give her a big hug and kiss, but I was just in a towel and all wet from the shower so I decided against it.

*RIP Rodrigo. Thanks for scaring the bejesus out of me, I really hadn't screamed bloody murder or bawled my eyes out in fear in quite a long time, I guess I was past due, so thanks for getting it out of my system. Please tell your centipede friends to stay the fuck away from me. Muchas gracias amigo.

Ponder this...

...you NU kids (and all other college kids in general) are just moving back into school for the fall semester this week....and I have my first round of exams this week...needless to say I'm jealous and wish I was on a year-long vacation in Mexico...

I'm a hater

Things I hate about Mexico:

- my feet are so big, I'm never going to be able to find cute shoes EVER.
- living in the dorms with all these freshmen who have zero respect for others study habits and just don't realize that I'm starting my 4th year in college and have zero tolerance for their bullshit...
- random nasty smells that hit you out of nowhere when you're walking along minding your own business
- stray dogs
- taxis drivers yelling "Taxi Senorita!" at me while I walk somewhere...listen Mr. Taxi Driver, if I had felt the need to take a taxi to my destination, I would have called one before I left. You yelling "taxi" at me is not going to suddenly make me change my mind and be like "Oh hey you're right, I totally could use a ride from your taxi right now." Just stop asking...I'll call you in advance if I need you.
- you have to pay for bottled water in restaurants. I took free water for granted at home...
- 15% IVA (tax) on pretty much everything.
- topes (like speedbumps) practically every 100 feet on the streets

more to come...