Bed-Hopping Holidays
Hey, y’all,
Happy New Year! I hope you had a great holidays and I wish you the best for 2006. Don’t get too excited by the entry’s title. I was quite well behaved. I was a busy little güera this holiday season, though, traveling over 1,000 miles by the time I was done. I was bouncing from house to house of my friends from the university and taking ruthless advantage of their hospitality and the fact that professors travel half-price during vacation-time.
I kicked off the vacation by going to a wedding of a professor here. It was really pretty with lots of interesting traditions thrown in for good measure. I was caught by the bouquet . . . No, I’m not confused. As many of you know, I’m the girl who actively avoids the thrown bouquet at weddings but here, the single girls dance in a circle around the bride as she’s blindfolded. In theory, she can’t see but in my case, bitch was gunning for me (they are very concerned that I don’t have a boyfriend; me—on the other hand-- not so much) and she actually grabbed my shirt to hand me the flowers. I tried to sell it or palm it off, but the locals were having none of that nonsense. They told me I’ve got two years. I laughed.
Soon after, I went to Oaxaca City and enjoyed some good art, great coffee, and an interesting festival where they carve giant beets into sculptures for a competition. Next, I went to Guadalajara which is the second-biggest city in Mexico and one of it’s most typically “Mexican” being the home of tequila and mariachis. It’s lovely with really good shopping and lots of public works of art. This is where I was for Christmas and I’ve got to admit that after ten months in the centro de nada it was a bit Aunt-Lurlene-comes a-visitin’ -from-the-country as my friend pretended not to know me as I went into ecstasies over the supermarket freezer section (we don’t have one in Salina Cruz.) I hung with her family and wandered around the city and regretted that I didn’t have a car to stuff to the roof with pretties from the shopping mecca of the nearby town of Tonalá.
After Guadalajara, I braved massive Mexico City. However, another friend from work and his family were at my side from moment one to the end so I didn’t feel too worried. I’ve seen some big cities and lived in one of the biggest, but I must say that Mexico City is a whole different level. It’s fascinating, though. A 17th century cathedral next door to a pre-Hispanic temple is just the tip of the iceberg. I spent two days there and saw a fraction of the Anthropological Museum, the Zocolo, some ruins, and a bit of the nightlife. I didn’t know it, but I was resting up for Veracruz, which is a port city on the Atlantic. The people there live up to their fame as great dancers and tireless seafood eaters. This is where I was for New Year’s. I went dancing every night and saw the first sunrise for 2006 with hundreds of other people out mingling on the seafront promenade. For January 1st, we nursed our hangovers by sitting in a warm mineral spring and I’ve got to say that spending the day in a bikini isn’t a bad way to start the new year.
I hope all of you are well. Lemme know how your holidays went. Take care!
Love,
kca
Happy New Year! I hope you had a great holidays and I wish you the best for 2006. Don’t get too excited by the entry’s title. I was quite well behaved. I was a busy little güera this holiday season, though, traveling over 1,000 miles by the time I was done. I was bouncing from house to house of my friends from the university and taking ruthless advantage of their hospitality and the fact that professors travel half-price during vacation-time.
I kicked off the vacation by going to a wedding of a professor here. It was really pretty with lots of interesting traditions thrown in for good measure. I was caught by the bouquet . . . No, I’m not confused. As many of you know, I’m the girl who actively avoids the thrown bouquet at weddings but here, the single girls dance in a circle around the bride as she’s blindfolded. In theory, she can’t see but in my case, bitch was gunning for me (they are very concerned that I don’t have a boyfriend; me—on the other hand-- not so much) and she actually grabbed my shirt to hand me the flowers. I tried to sell it or palm it off, but the locals were having none of that nonsense. They told me I’ve got two years. I laughed.
Soon after, I went to Oaxaca City and enjoyed some good art, great coffee, and an interesting festival where they carve giant beets into sculptures for a competition. Next, I went to Guadalajara which is the second-biggest city in Mexico and one of it’s most typically “Mexican” being the home of tequila and mariachis. It’s lovely with really good shopping and lots of public works of art. This is where I was for Christmas and I’ve got to admit that after ten months in the centro de nada it was a bit Aunt-Lurlene-comes a-visitin’ -from-the-country as my friend pretended not to know me as I went into ecstasies over the supermarket freezer section (we don’t have one in Salina Cruz.) I hung with her family and wandered around the city and regretted that I didn’t have a car to stuff to the roof with pretties from the shopping mecca of the nearby town of Tonalá.
After Guadalajara, I braved massive Mexico City. However, another friend from work and his family were at my side from moment one to the end so I didn’t feel too worried. I’ve seen some big cities and lived in one of the biggest, but I must say that Mexico City is a whole different level. It’s fascinating, though. A 17th century cathedral next door to a pre-Hispanic temple is just the tip of the iceberg. I spent two days there and saw a fraction of the Anthropological Museum, the Zocolo, some ruins, and a bit of the nightlife. I didn’t know it, but I was resting up for Veracruz, which is a port city on the Atlantic. The people there live up to their fame as great dancers and tireless seafood eaters. This is where I was for New Year’s. I went dancing every night and saw the first sunrise for 2006 with hundreds of other people out mingling on the seafront promenade. For January 1st, we nursed our hangovers by sitting in a warm mineral spring and I’ve got to say that spending the day in a bikini isn’t a bad way to start the new year.
I hope all of you are well. Lemme know how your holidays went. Take care!
Love,
kca
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