in the airport. waiting to board. supposed to leave in like 40 mins. what's the delay?
a 30 of kahlua is only $13.50 here. i bought one even though i really wanted bailey's original. they only had mint choc and caramel. both of which are delish in their own right but not when mixed with kahlua. so i gotta hit the lcbo when i get back home.
ok boarding now. well preboarding for special assistance and back of plane passengers. i should just pee now.
on plane with bout an hour to go till landing. hope pedro will be able to pick me up as my duty free booze is weighing me down a bit. sitting beside 2 teen boys. i wish i had let them take my seat while i took the spare with no one directly beside me, just like on the way there. it would have been the exact same seat. how to make the most of this day when i get home safely?
i should do laundry and clean up a bit. gotta call a few people - lynn, liz and adrienne.
and esther and dan too. wish i could access internet here and also wish i had my laptop. a week without macbook is a little rough, especially when i am too concerned with the musical. i should try the monologue.
the year is winding down and so is my vacation. i am at la isla des mujeres and enjoying the last moments of my day trip and time here. found a good piece of art in the market - 2 calendars which is appropriate to have at this point, despite it actually being able ot tell me days and stuff. the catamaran has been pretty enjoyable and it is always in --- ew fuzzy caterpillar landed on leg and stuck but swatted at it with book and crisis averted. was jsut mentioning how interesting it is to eavesdrop.
my first round of convos were from a young group of ladies and their brother. what an interesting dynamic. i feel like my brain is fried with my limited amount of adjectives i have at hand. anyway.
i still kind of wish i was here with cousins and/or friends. second group was twentysomething dudes. here for play. and were it not for this appendage called my mom, i'd be in that boat too. perhaps riding with them. who knows.
i had another make out dream. not last night but the night before. this was not gb or someone i even remotely knew. i believe this was a stranger with whom i enjoyed making out in random locations.
god something needs to happen and fast. it's been more than half a year just barelt. although i've enjoyed some pashes of late. anyway, should prob board now. hasta la vista.
day 5 of the trip. time goes by vvery strangely on vacation. lotsa busy busy then lotsa nothing. it's kind of beautiful having spent all day tanning on the beach but have yet acquired appropriate tan. on the body area i have a web of clashing tanlines however that may determine what my nye dress will be.
so many days with mom has given further explanation as to why i am the way i am. if people thought i had poor table manners, they should share a meal with her. having sushi with her the other day has given me inspiration for my misocal. the only problem i'm encountering thus far with that feat is lack of danceable lyrics and storyline.
anyway. had a perfect day yesterday. the selvatica tour on the mayan riviera was awesome. nothing wrong. and it doesn't hurt that the guides were super cute. how i wish i was ziplining with them all them all the time.
and bikeriding and all those adventurous things. they make being active fun. and sexy.
speaking of, there are a couple of brothers (?) at my hotel hat are so fit. i almost wish i was here with bffs or at least my own bf. constant reminders why getting involved has its benefits. not to mention that it would decrease my illegible scrawls as these musings would more than likely be spoken to said bf.
i've had some weird dreams here too. firstly, a couple nights ago i dreamt that i kissed gb and he didn't seem to have any qualms around it. we were gonna catch up once i was done getting my stuff sorted (i was moving or something) but then i woke up. i also noted he was sweaty and freckly. he was extra gingery in my subconscious then i ever really consider. anyway, that's the second of intimate dreams i've had about geebs. the first having been a week or so ago when the ginge had admitted he'd love me but i couldn't reciprocate. i did appreciate the gesture still, but he didn't seem too thrilled. and perhaps felt a little hurt. i dunnno. subconscious gb is even harder to deciper than real life one.
anyway, my second nocturnal vision came to me last night and was almost too realistic to take for granted. a's friend bryan had told me he'd be interested in dating early on but things had gotten n the way (for example other lovers) but he would really like for us to try. being the commitmentphobe that i am, i couldn't give him a straight answer about going steady but i totally kissed him. twice. before consulting with the girls about the rightness of this coupling. they advised that it has to work because he is a good customer at the diner they work at. other friends sold bry's case to me, saying he was outgoing in unison while he sat there and blushed modestly. i'm sure i woke up at asome point and wasn't sure about the validity of my dream. but i resumed sleep and soon enough there was a group hang type thing and he took some time to talk to me about work and my day and he seemed genuinely interested in shit i had to say .i know i got flustered talking to him which i reckon he found endearing. then i was sure that my dream was true and had ached to ask him why things between him and his ex didnt work. never got around to discussing that as i woke up and faced the tough reality that all of it was just a dream. or dreams rather. have NO IDEA why bryan would be seeping into my subconscious. don't think i have given him a second thought since his bbq in the summertime. my radar doesnt tend to include people who are taken. perhaps this is the universe's way of letting us know he is back on the market.
god sometimes i wish i had my friends here to discuss these jungian issues. i broke today and logged onto facebook with my mom's berry. yesterday i had already checked my hotmail and read my facebook messages anyway. i am weak when it comes to staying disconnected. but 3ish days having cut the cord has been a fairly decent stretch by my standards. anyway, i heard back from liz when i left a message for before i left.. i may do sneaks nye with her. i will have to search around as soon as i get back before i commit. anyway too stressful to think about. so i will take a break.
i have spent the last 2 hours in the airport. i missed my on-flight meal so i am pretty hangry right now. couple that with the fact that i've had to endure explicit moans and lipsmacking sounds from the couple not 2 feet away at the terminal 2 starbucks. they were old too. i am very hangry.
and keep in mind i began this trek spending 40 mins waiting in -10 degree C temperatures after only 3ish hours of spotty napping.
feliz navidad.
got a call from my mom at the dallas forth worth airport. only 3 more hours of loitering till the actual vacation begins. soon i will make my move outside and feel less confined and congested. when i first got here and used the bathrooms it smelled like excuador. i felt a bit racist thinking that- latin american countries smelling the same toilet-wise. whatever.
they also employes the no-flushing of the toilet paper rule that i also ignored. by accident of course.
i'm really good at loitering. if i dont finish my book by the end of my eait here, i will be a little bit shocked. we have about 2 days of inadventure so i could and was hoping to log in some reading. if i prematurely finish my 2 books, however, that plan will be foiled. a delicate balance of rationing boredom reduction tools.
ok, on hunt for food now.
relocated to the berry hill baya grill. pretty dec place to people watch and secondhand smoke. i'm getting a little dizzy.
i'm taking the easy way out and getting the burger. it seems like the most bang for my buck. or peso.
i have realized how canadian i can be with my penchant for apologizing when it's the other person's fault for walking intome. it happens when you're sleep deprived, hungry and dirty. well the former 2 account for the clumsiness and the latter for thinking you suck and are accountable for everything.
ok my order is taken and i feel a lot better now.
man travelling has een such a breeze or i'm very lucky or i've just learned. customs was a no-brainer. getting through pearson security was not a big deal thought i had random cosmetics scattered throught luggage and not contained in a resealable plastic bag. these airport breezes are delightful. if it weren't for the hordes of americans, i'd feel like i was in mexico and not just cali, por ejemplo. although it is WAY hotter here than cali would be at this season.
i fear people mistake me for a yank. i also feel this restaurant is higher priced to accomodate the fat u.s. wallets that fly into here. i don't suppose my meal is a great precursor to sunbathing confidently, but i'm hangry and with my mother, ergo not looking to be hooking.
i see many couples here though and think it'd be nice to have someone to do it with in an exotic location for a week. i think i hear an aussie. looks like brody jenner.
ok i gotta manage to squeeze 2 more hours of loitering with food factored in. i think it can be done!
so i thought i could stretch out the last quarter or my burger to last 40 minutes. but guess what!?!
it rained.
and i was brilliant enough to take the table on the patio that wasn't covered. brilliant.
so i was able to enjoy almost 40 minutes of mexico sun before this little shower. i sure hope the rain didn't make itself into my drink and i get sick with some sort of hepatitis although i am vaccinated. i'm sure weirder things have happened.
good thing is i only have an hour and a half left. that seems like a far cry from 5 hours. if they gave medals for loitering, i'm sure i'd have a bunch. i reckon my meal will set me back maybe 20 if they do weird taxes or only 15 if they don't. i really like writing with this pen. i ate onions that weren't fully grilled and am starting to feel it. my body chemistry is so odd.
at least my feet are wet cuz i'm in flip flops and rain instead of non waterproof boots in snow.
ps i've relocated inside, i noticed there is a monitor in the resto that shows people arriving. i almost wish i had that channel. it's like an international version of the lobby camera. although i never lived in a building that had that.
a flight from cali came in judging by the dude in the usc shirt. not my mom's flight as her connection was in dallas ft. worth.
ok, my next entries are from my mexico xmas, transcribed from my red notebook.
i haven't read these since. i may add my input.
i was there with my mom for a week, and boy.. it was kinda hard not being around people my age. family oriented holidays make me antsy...
