The Velawesomeraptor Himself (clayrobeson) wrote,
The Velawesomeraptor Himself

Just another step past the wall...

Wow, I hit 'the wall' about three hours ago, so right now, I'm in that surreal state between exhaustion and nothingness.

It was a really fun day.

The adults were up early, and the kids slept in, so we had a nice, peaceful breakfast before the daily chaos started.

We booked a bus tour of Mazatlan, so we got to take it easy on board until 12:30.

The tour that followed was pretty cool. Around the old city, up to a vista overlooking the worlds highest operational lighthouse (WHAT a vista), into the Golden Zone (diamond dealers galore), over to see a traditional Aztec dance performance where everyone was suspended from the top of a telephone pole height pole by ropes, then off to see some cliff diving.

When we got back, the adults all napped, but I helped two of the guys get some laundry done... ended up running straight through till dinner. I think I traveled the length of the ship 9 or 10 times in the process of finding a 'laundrette' and getting everything done. That's what really killed me.

Dinner was eaten through a haze that wasn't helped by the cranberry and vodka or the desert wine, but now... now I think I'm going to go soak in a jacuzzi, just because I can.


ps: If you don't know, so that I don't waste 55 cents a minute while I type these, I write them up in Notepad ahead of time, then come down to the computer lab with my mom's laptop and do the wireless thing to post them. Right next door to the lab/library is the Ivory Bar. It's a piano bar, and the guy who sings in there is there every night.

Right now, he's singing "Bad, Bad, Leroy Brown" which made me think of my third grade teacher, Diane Puls. When we had classroom parties, if we played that song, she'd get up on her desk and dance. :) Ms. Puls was awesome. I think I need to find her and tell her.

still me

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