Sunday, March 5

Spring Break: Dia 2

Apparently, Austin loves talking to strangers here in the hostel. While I ate breakfast provided by the hostel, Austin talked with lots of different people. I'm glad somebody likes it cause I don't.

The hostel had a computer (for pay of course) so I checked my email and the news. I thought it wasn't going to have any internet access all week! It was so nice to get "connected."

A large bowl of crickets, a Oaxaca specialty!

We took a bus to see a large tree. I guess its the oldest tree in Mexico (over 3,000 years). It wasn't amazing in the sense of the word, but I enjoyed just sitting around. The South Africa guy, Norman, came with us and we started getting into a discussion of politics. I didn't say much (mostly because I don't like talking politics with people who don't know politics), but in the end I did. Everyone took a very liberal view against China and I had to stand up for our great trading partner, capitalism, and globalization.


After the tree, Norman left and we all went to a very large market. It was probably longer than a mile long and 1000 feet wide. I was bored after 5 minutes because the market resembled the Nintendo game, "Paperboy." The stores just repeated themselves and it seemed like I had already been somewhere but it was only because there were other stores just like it. It was immensly boring but the others like it--well, except for Samantha. After about 45 minutes, she and I were done. However, the market was so large tha tshe and I had lost everyone else. While she and I wanted to leave, we had no idea how to get back to Oaxaca.

We decided to be adventerous and try to find out way home. We caught a bus back to Oaxaca and found our hostel. I make it sound easy (and it kinda was), but it was weird to be in charge of where I wanted to go. Usually, Carla tells us where to go and this time it was me.

Samantha and I were hungry so we went to the zocalo to find a resturant. We ate in a very nice outdoor resturant where we watched the action of the city (very European). Children were playing with these balloon type things that looked like a lot of fun. I bought 5 of them to give to various children back at home.

What rolling up your sleeves will do!

When we got back to the hostel, everyone had returned. While we were just sitting around, I found a pile of clothes that had a sign above them that said, "gratis." They were all girl clothes, but I decided to have fun and put on a fashion show for everyone. We all laughed and laughed because I looked so ridiculous. However, I ended up taking one of the faldas because I knew it would come in handy later (with changed my underwear in a room full of people).



Since Carla and Austin went to play soccer, and Samantha went to bed, Logan and I went to look for an internet café. We couldn't find one, but we did find an ice cream shop with magazines for sale in English. Logan bought ice cream and I bought "The Economist" and "National Geographic." I spent the next 2 hours devouring 1/2 of the Economist.

1 Comments:

At 3/30/2006 2:32 PM, Blogger Bert said...

A bowel of crickets?

 

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