May 2007

Cancún - 2002 I was revising my image folders to look for more old stuff to post before actually getting to the present, and i noticed this trip i made at age 17... It was cool, my own country, with two of my best friends. Deffinetly worth speaking of.

Before actually getting to cancun we spent some time in several Mayan ruins. The first night we went to the shitiest club in town, but actually had a lot of fun... a night worth forgetting. next night, we couldn't get to a table-dance hole... so we went to cocobongo, we got so wasted... next day were supposed to go on an excursion with mano's family (one of my mates) but couldn't bare the headache... we ended up eating improvised sandwiches at a bench and feeling like shit on the ferry back... On another excursion we got a ride from an old american couple and got a free entrance to a sea-turtle place... we simply sneaked in.

I liked the most Tulum. The sand is beautiful... it has the most decaying mayan ruins i've ever seen... you can tell this civilization was getting to its end... its also got a pretty cool beach with not many tourists.. next to the crowded one... we just had to swim a bit and/or walk a rock passage... like 20mts long...

Yeah! i loved the trip
peace
-rulo-

Hello Everyone! So I'm getting started here... I dunno where to begin... Should I keep track of only the new stuff? or try to catch up from the earlier years... well... if i'm doing it i should do it right... so I'll start from Cadana. This trip i made it 2004-Summer. I spent 3 months mainly in Montrèal, and it was The Travel that initially got the hold of me... now I'm a big fan. Haven't done much stuff yet. But hey, i've got plenty of time ahead (hopefully).

Does everyone have a trip that remains back in the memory, sometimes a bit blurry, but añways memorable? I mean... I was young and dumb at the time... And spent the craziest days of my life then... I remember well my best friend in Ca. (also mexican) we're still in touch.

I remember lonely nights walking from my place to the Oratorium just to spend some hours listening to a discman watching the lights of the town...

I remember muxu, the cat that lived with me... i'd never liked cats before... actually, i've never done afterwards. this cat was cool.

I remember the fireworks at la ronde, the jazz festival... it was the weirdest thing... it was a pretty cool festival, but it was odd being so many miles away from my country and getting to see mostly latin bands... some of which normally play in really local places back home.

Well... i'd rather not bore ya with this... I'll write some more of this trip as soon as i get sure of telling a story that's cool to read