So I’m tripping out at how expensive Puerto Escondido is. One cannot find anything within a kilometer of anything, under 30 bucks a night, I know that sounds incredibly hommus coming from a twenty something not-so-poor pale white guy in Mexico. But I’m not sure it could be said any better. I could crash at a dark, dingy, meth riddled hostel at the other end of town and share a room with Freddy the Swiss backpacker with bad breath, a crooked smile and bum fluff almost touching his creepily skinny tattooed chest, that I know about ‘cause the guy never wears a shirt. Or that smelly guy from Canada that sleeps in til noon and let’s off enough flatulence while asleep to level a small village. Meanwhile Horacio and Berta are inconspicuously taking selfies in the dank mouldy bathroom while I’m simply trying to brush my teeth and cursing me in Spanish for getting in their way. Or I could not stay at that meth riddled hostel at the end of town and man up and throw the lady some moolah and get my self a cosy little room behind the beach with a well maintained lawn and a Dalmatian that’s apparently too sick to eat human food (something I read whilst in the “lobby”). Thinking I’ll take the latter. I’m also thinking about changing my name to Hernando Alvarez and telling people in shiteful Spanish that I’m a 31 year old hotdog salesman from Chihuahua and I’m simply here for the delicious southern produce and salsa dancers. But that’s just a thought. Jesus typing on an iPhones hard.
Anyway it’s pissing down and I thought I’d sit down undercover surround myself with mosquito coils like a Cuban sacrifice ring, or something off a Rob Zombie movie, and simply have a rant. So here it is, on a slightly more positive note, Mexico is all time; last night I had a killer burrito while the waiter told me about his American girlfriend that told him to not learn English. And I learnt how to say ” what d’ya do fora crust?” In Spanish. Also this morning I was overtaken by an especially adventurous horse while I was chillin in the back of a ute in traffic on the highway. And I have a 3 inch pet scorpion that hangs out with me when I shower.
Mexico DF is big