Post by Sid Rickley on Jul 10, 2007 18:53:37 GMT -5
It was so beautiful here. He couldn't get over the fact that he was actually in such a magnificent place as Mexico. maybe now people will have a better outlook on Mexico rather than it being just a place for teenagers to have parties. He was way past those days. He didn't miss high school much. It saved him a lot of drama after graduating. He was attending a state college, but he needed a break. He left and came here with his mothers approval of course.
He felt the least homesick, but he knew he would miss home eventually. He left his hotel room, feeling his wallet in his pocket. He made sure it was there, not wanting to lose his wallet in Mexico. Losing his wallet would be a very bad thing. He left all the important things like his passport and most of his money in the room, but he had his ID and extra cash in there.
he blinked confusingly, walking on the beach. He didn't even realize he was here. It was time for him to start paying attention to where his surroundings were. He'll probably kill himself one day because he has horrible alzheimers as an old man. He'll be walking on the street one day and boom! a car hits him. He had no desire to die like that, but he was turning into something like that.
He snapped out of it and came across an interesting little shack. It was caleld "Anillo del Fuego" He knew very little spanish, but he knew it said "Something of Fire" whatever that was. He took a seat at the bar, asking the man behind the counter for a strawberry banana smoothie. It was his favorite kind of smoothie and he wasn't much of an alcoholic. He only drank on special occasions, but he never got horribly drunk.
He felt the least homesick, but he knew he would miss home eventually. He left his hotel room, feeling his wallet in his pocket. He made sure it was there, not wanting to lose his wallet in Mexico. Losing his wallet would be a very bad thing. He left all the important things like his passport and most of his money in the room, but he had his ID and extra cash in there.
he blinked confusingly, walking on the beach. He didn't even realize he was here. It was time for him to start paying attention to where his surroundings were. He'll probably kill himself one day because he has horrible alzheimers as an old man. He'll be walking on the street one day and boom! a car hits him. He had no desire to die like that, but he was turning into something like that.
He snapped out of it and came across an interesting little shack. It was caleld "Anillo del Fuego" He knew very little spanish, but he knew it said "Something of Fire" whatever that was. He took a seat at the bar, asking the man behind the counter for a strawberry banana smoothie. It was his favorite kind of smoothie and he wasn't much of an alcoholic. He only drank on special occasions, but he never got horribly drunk.
