As my stomach lurched and I queasily smiled and joked and joined in, the blood pooling on the table kept distracting me.
I worship you Chaac. It rained after.
OR, ALL THROUGH THE VILLAGE TO THE LAGOON AND MORE.
OR, LITERALLY WERE CUT OFF. THE ROAD WAS CLOSED AND I OFFICIALLY WAS ON A DESERT ISLAND
You know it’s been raining here more or less non stop? Well now, the day I was supposed to leave, there is a massive storm. I was woken in the night by explosive bangs and flashes and the sound of torrential rain. I went to my door and the display was awe inspiring. I managed a video but really wasn’t concerned about leaving in the morning, surely this Biblical deluge would be spent by eight when my collectivo would pick me up. As I sit here still in my Punta Allen hotel room, with explosives bangs every five seconds or so, I realised that, as usual, I was overly optimistic.
The wind has also picked up now as well as rumbling. Hurricane coming?
OR, THIS IS REALLY HARD MY HOLIDAY ROMANCE WITH SWIMMING DOG IS OVER.
Alert: Nostalgia and cry baby form most of this post. If you can’t be arsed with a grown woman and a tough old cookie at that, boohooing over a dog just look at the pics!!
My dear old birds this is why you keep moving, because if you stay a while anywhere, you form attachments. I am so down it’s beyond belief. The weather isn’t helping nor are the dogs, especially Alkida, who is blissfully unaware of my departure. I’m down, really down. It’s ridiculous I can’t stop crying. Punta Allen has been a huge learning curve and these hounds have been my best friends (apart from Sonia of course).
OR, PEOPLE TO AVOID WHILE TRAVELLING SOLO OR INDEED AT ANY TIME. So, for the last two days we had a problem guest. Now when I say a problem he was off his tits with […]
Well no work today as my peace is shattered along with my good intentions , the Global Crime Council have now invented a Mexican strain of the flu
There’s no doubt I am a beach bum and a slob. I neglect my normal toilet regime, smoke and drink like an old lush journalist and let the dog lick my face after eating.
OR, CATCHING UP WITH THE PAST AND STEPPING BACK IN TIME TO MALAYSIA MAY 2018
There’s a lot to be said about finishing telling you about what’s happened so far this time in Mexico but I haven’t even skimmed the surface of my many other explorations of other countries and now I’ve exhausted my trip here in Mexico far thus far, I will now relate to you different stories. These are of in good times before the world changed and while it was all free and easy. LOADS OF PICS IN THIS POST!
OR, YES I’M STILL WHINING ON ABOUT THE ELECTRICITY AND INTERNET. THIS IS A CHARACTER BUILDING EPISODE IN MY LIFE! SO TODAYS PICS ARE MOSTLY AN EXHIBITION IN LONDONS OXO. THIS IS BECAUSE OF MY LACK OF PICS THAT ARE RELEVANT THANKYOU GOOGLE I WILL DEAL WITH THIS ON MY RETURN TO LONDON. WILL BE SHOOTING ON ON MY TOUGH CAMERA FOR NOW
MOANY VIDEO FROM CARTAGENA IN 2019.
This is all moaning and some random art photos of mine as my Google phone is still playing up. Publish and be damned I say!