Coja una Botella del Agua !

I had a Spanish test this morning and I think I did pretty well. There were some sections that were hard.

I found out that Elizabeth and Lauren aren't coming to Zihuatanejo with us. I hate when people make plans to do something and then change it. I really wanted them to come along.

This afternoon, I felt a little sick but got over it in time for lunch. After 3 weeks, I finally had my first "bad" or "less than tasty" meal. It was soup with chicken and vegetables. I'm not a big soup (or vegetable) fan so I was less than thrilled to eat it.

After Austin and I worked out and packed, we took a taxi to the bus station. Austin and I were hungry, so we walked next door to the KFC and ate some chicken and mashed potatoes. I was disappointed that they didn't have baked beans.

I tried falling asleep on the bus, but it was difficult since it wasn't a bed. I finally did fall asleep but all of a sudden, I woke up with a water bottle in my hand. I thought it was mine, but it wasn't. After I investigated a little, I figured out what happenned: above the seats were places for luggage. Above me was a partially open backpack with a water bottle sticking out of it. When the bus hit a bump, the water bottle fell and I caught it. It was really weird!