mexico = crazy delicious

and what happens there stays there...but i'll tell you of course ;-)

i had an amazing time - and after five term papers, a final, a sorority house, and balancing two jobs, i thoroughly enjoyed this well-needed escape.

but to begin, i must note the wonderful time i had in san diego with my family and friends. san diego is so cool! mary knows everything about...pretty much everything there, so we made the rounds both before and after the trip.

the first night we got to mexico was crazy! it was saturday, and coupled with the fact that it was spring break, the night was sheer mayhem. our hotel was kickass: we stayed in some condo that we rented. we had a pool, we were right on the beach, we had the MOST COMFORTABLE BEDS EVER, and we even had some guards at the front gate to keep us safe at night. that one backfired on us though when they didn't allow us any visitors, and since ten of our friends were staying down the street, it made planning stuff much more difficult since they couldn't come visit us as well. they were staying in some ghetto house in a weird neighborhood, so the walk was a little frightening, but we met up with them and decided to get food! mexican food of course! the first place we went to was just nasty. so we tried again, and found a place with very delicious quesadillas. as i told my brother, mexico, rife with sketchy gringos, was a blur of whistles and sombrero guy-administered tequila shots, stray animals, horny (and very touchy feely) dudes - both native and tourist alike - billboard top rap songs from three months ago, good looking people, people who should not be baring their midriffs, and greasy food. food meant tacos, burritos, quesadillas, etc. really, they're all synonomous for each other, they just have different prices. the intelligent (and frugal?) person figures this out quite quickly.

i'm really not one for clubs - i think they actually get really old really quickly, but somehow it just stayed fun. we frequented papas and beers most of the time, and went to iggy's once, which was pretty lame. so between the constant inebriation, the "free" drinks, and the beach location, i had a fabulous time. AND!!!!! i rode the bull. that's right. me. and it is arguable that i stayed on longer than anyone else. and then i guess you can argue that that wasn't too difficult since everyone was too much of a pansy to try it out, but i was on there for a good minute or so. and let me tell you, that is hard, mostly because it's so damn painful. i still have a bruise on my arm from getting flung off.

enough about mexico, i can't think straight right now (class started today). san diego was wonderful also. we went to the beach, to hookah bars, up to los angeles for a night, to the aquarium, shopping, and all up and down the san diego coast and the little beach towns. it was sad coming back last night.

BUT...for once, i'm actually excited about the quarter. i'm taking classes that are actually pretty cool, the weather is beautiful, and i've been meeting A LOT of cool people lately. it will be fun.

sorry for being a slacker.

i'll post some pix to ease the pain once tim, our designated photographer, puts them up online.

later fools.