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At the hostel in mexico city

with a spaniard, two frenchmen, and an englishman. We’re speaking english.

Inside Galeria Blue Demon

Para Blockhead. No photographica por favor.

In mexican restaurants. . .

it is customary to bring a portable credit card machine to the table instead of taking your card away from the table. it is to prevent credit card cloning. at lunch (best molé ever), the waitron apologized that the portable was not working and asked if i still wanted to use a card.

How can i leave the Barracuda?

with chilequiles, my sci-fi compilation, and an all michael jackson playlist.

at the Barracuda diner

peanut butter martini and sopa de tortilla

mexican businesswear

… is very formal. they go for the full suit with attention to detail. fitted and pressed. kinda makes me interested in getting one. …. not that i’d wear it.

xkcd wins again

knock knock

::opens door::
[something in spanish]
sorry, i don’t speak spanish.
may i open the bed for es’sleep?
no thanks. i can take care of it. .. but i’ll take that mint.

six years ago this morning

… i was supposed to be on a flight to boston from houston. i was stuck on the haliburton compound instead. now, i’m in mexico city doing the same service for another company. here, i’m setting up a network/software system of virtual classes for a university.

music: Mercury Rev - Opus 40

mexico week

heading to mexico city in the morning. cabbing from waltham at 4:30am. o.O i’ll work for four days with a customer and have about two full days there to play. for the unpaid, extra days, i used couchsurfing.com to find “gerardo” who says he can host and show me around. first time using couchsurfing. going minimal this time. no big cam or travel bike, just a small backpack with skinny pants, dress shirt, laptop and a sci-fi short stories compilation.

yeah fulfilling wanderlust.