Let's start on friday, january 30
Friday day was pretty low key, slept in a bit and then cooked up a nice little breakfast. Then I went to Starbucks to blog a little bit. In my last post I failed to mention that I met a wonderful american women by the name of Stephanie who has lived in San Miguel for quite some time. I believe that her and her husband run some sort of rental business or what not. She also had an adorable baby with her that didn't want to keep quiet :) Anyhow, we talked for a long time and exchanged some info about a bunch of different stuff. Later on that evening I received an email from her inviting john and i out to her house in the country for some good ole' american bbq this weekend. Probably this sunday.
John and I basically slept away the rest of the day in preparation for a big night with a crazy group of individuals from Gaudalajara that John had met on the ferry crossing over from the Baja Peninsula. Around 8ish we decided it was time to head to the central garden and wait for the night to unfold. Upon arrival we ran into one of the cute mexican girls from starbucks who was going out for the evening with two of her friends. They convinced us to follow them to a small local bar by the name of Catorce Real where we sat around talking in broken spanish and english over buckets of beer. About an hour later we decided to wander the streets a while with our new friends, this is when we randomly ran into the Gaudalajara crew outside of a crazy huge and overbearingly loud bar called Mama Mia. They were already very drunk and I was torn over whether or not to go with John and his friends our stay with the mexican chica, Aura, who was flirting with me as best she knew how. I wasn't really in the mood to deal the 13 crazy mexicans that I had never met, so John and I parted ways and I stayed with the Aura. I think that she took this as a sign that i was into her and I couldn't keep her off of me. It got to the point where it was almost embarrassing being with her because all she wanted to do was kiss me no matter where we were or who was around. Oh Aura, you just need to slow down a bit... turns out she still lives with her parents and she had to go home before she got in trouble, which was kind of a relief. One thing that was funny is that they all thought that John was gay, and, so was one of Aura's friends we were with and the girls wanted to hook them up. The next morning I told John and he didn't think that this was so funny. I have certainly not let him hear the end of this. Anyways, I was now all by my lonesome wandering the streets of San Miguel not looking for anything in particular. I sat and talked with some locals and a guy from dallas while drinking free beer when I suddenly had to pee really really bad. A local told me to just pee over by this large planter in the garden, so I took him up on the suggestion. To try and make this look as non-suspicious as possible I tried to walk around the planter while peeing at the same time. I had executed this procedure perfectly the night before but... this time i think that the zipper flap was a little bit in the way and I proceeded to urinated all over my right leg!!! Uuugggghhhh.
Thus, I was reasonably sober, without John or my senorita and covered in my own urine.
Very impressive huh? I walked home alone in my dejected state to shower and crawl into to bed. John's night turned out to be very crazy, he never made it home, and was out until at least 5 in the AM observing his friends drink bottle after bottle and eventually get into a massive bar fight involving 30+ individuals. For more about all this just visit lifeofjohn.net, it's a pretty good story.
John ended up walking home around ten the next morning, we ate and then went to meet up with the group he was with the night before. I have to describe them for you: Imagine the people on The OC, but all as very rich mexicans. One of the girls dads was even a high ranking person in one of the largest cartels in Mexico. kinda scary, but also kinda cool. There were only 6 guys, including John and I, and 9 very beautiful girls. We bought supplies at the MEGA (mexican wal-mart) and proceeded to a very nice house that they had rented for the weekend in order to party in San Miguel for one of the girls birthdays. The first tequila shot happened around 12 that day and we didn't stop until 5 the next morning. In between was filled with crazy dancing at the house and club, a quick swim, great mexican cuisine, musical chairs, mariachi bands and much much more... for all of this I didn't pay a single peso. Incredible time. The guys also thought that the people that they fought the night before were waiting for them outside the bar, thankfully they weren't and it was time for bed.
We slept in and took it very easy all morning until we decided that it was time to go for a hike on the edge of town. We stumbled across a small little lake/pond located in a valley between two mountains. The lake was held in check by a beautiful stone dam that arched across the valley, easily over 100 meters in length and at times 40+ meters high. On the west side of the valley there were dozens of massive houses painted the most vibrant colors I think that I have ever seen houses painted within such close proximity. Many of which were placed on the extremities of a massive cliff face. Crossing the dam was exciting because at several instances we were walking across a ledge maybe a meter in width with perilous vertical drops to our left. Also, there were two rather large gaps in the dam where John and I had to get a running start and leap across. We really didn't know where we were going until we noticed a massive abandoned house magnificently placed to overlook the entire city of san miguel. We made it to the house and chilled on the roof for a long while just soaking up the sun and enjoying the stunning view.
Later that night the hostel was completely packed due to it being a holiday weekend. Interestingly enough it was nearly all chicas who were staying there that evening. We ended up going out for a few drinks with three very nice and fun girls, two from the states, one from Monterry. We came home to talk and play drinking games before growing weary and hitting the sack.
On Monday, the holiday, we heard there was a giant flower festival/garden going on and made our way there. I don't think that I have ever seen so many flowers for sale in one place or that many varieties either. We also watched a crazy native dance preformed by scantly clad natives. We just walked around most of the day and I bought a sweet cowboy hat. Also, john got a flat tire on his bike so we had to get that fixed as well. We again went to the abandoned house on the hill to watch the sun set and just relax a bit after all that had occurred over the past few days. Went back to the hostel, hung out with a crazy lady named Cally and made mexican summer beer. One batch on MSB consists of (at least ours anyways) 10 light beers, 20+ ounces of vodka, pineapple juice and several squeezed lemons. We were able purchase all of this for less than three US dollars a person. Oh Mexico!!! Went to bed late that night due to a funny and long conversation with an old doctor and his son.
The next morning (today) was a rough one as we had not packed up our stuff at the hostel and we had class at nine. We were a bit late to class. The school we are attending is very good, at least it seems so thus far, as the classes can only have a maximum of ten people and we have two different instructors. John and I are easily the youngest attendees as everyone else is at least 40 and potentially up to 80 years of age. We also moved in with our host family today. It is a very nice place and the woman that owns it is extremely nice and a marvelous cook. Not sure what we will do tonight, probably just study a bit and call it an early night, at least I hope so, but that way things have been going thus far who knows.
I wouldn't have thought that I would be this excited about getting back into school again but I am. Spanish is a beautiful language and I can not get enough of it.
John just tried to look out a window not realizing that there was glass there and smashed his face. Mi amigo es estupido.
I'm tired and hungry. Hasta Luego!!!!
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