Back to Mexico City

So I managed to get out of the Roatan, but it was very hard to leave. I've met some awsome people out there and they will be missed (like all of you guys anyway). I've spent two nights in La Ceiba not doing much. I got a nice hotel (for a change) and just enjoyed myself. I met this one guy who lived out there for two years now so we grabed a beer and he showed me around. I have a secret to share, and I'm sure many of you will wonder how. But well... I have no watch or alarm clock so I have really no sense of time. It poses some problems. For instance, this morning I was about to fly out of La Ceiba to Mexico City at 6am. I asked people at the hotel to wake me up at 3am and I went to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night wondering. What time is it? I run down to the lobby and found a guy that was asleep and a watch that indicated 4:15. I run back upstairs got ready in 5 minutes and run down back to the street. It was empty and I needed a cab. There was one passing by and I managed to get in. I told the guy simply. Aeropuerto. Mucho Rapido. Por Favor (yes that's my spanish) :) He was going so fast I almost shit my pants but we made it.

Then once at the airport I was waiting for the coffee place to open when I've heard my name over the PA to show up at the gate. With a sandwich in one hand and coffee in the other I run through immigration, and was on a plane. I've met this Argentinian girl who was going with me all the way to San Salvador, and then we split up with me going to Mexico City and she was going to Costa Rica. Mexico City is very different then the rest of the country but I didn't do a tour yet. I'm waiting for Paivi, Eva, Victoria, and Yana to swing by in any time soon and then we will have some fun.

I have to say there is something that drives me crazy in Central America... mirrors. They are either not there or they are so low that when I stend in front of it I can see my lips and nothing above so I have to excercise in front of it. You might think it's nothing but try to be tall in here for a while and you'll know what I mean. The second thing(s) are keyboards which can drive me really crazy as well.

One more week and I'll be back in New York unless I die in here.