Although I don't leave for another five days, I'm getting to that point in the trip where everything starts accelerating--pretty much all my reservations are arranged for the remaining nights, and my list of things to do is very small and manageable.
Tag: Mayan
Of dogs and pigs
So that dude who asked me if I partied... As the conversation got going, I thought, Nooo, he can't possibly be so sleazy as to hit on me, I mean, that's just too sad and predictable.
Welcome home!
This is what the guayabera-clad staff of luxury hotels seem to have taken to saying to arriving guests, even when it's just me driving up in my lub-lub-lubbing little blue Bug, with big sweat stains under the arms of my sink-washed shirt.