Mexico Final Thoughts

I am back in the United States! After getting out of Cancun no problem, I arrived in JFK airport to find out my flight to Boston had been cancelled! Luckily I begged my way onto a delayed flight that was supposed to be gone already. The lesson as always: it never hurts to beg...

Some final thoughts about my trip:

After 12 days in Mexico, what was I happiest to return to? Besides my gf, friends, and family of course, I would have to say.... drumroll... American plumbing!

I came to the revelation that being a sports fan helps you learn Spanish. Case in point:
Former Red Sox Wilfredo Cordero last name means lamb.
Our grammar classes shared a name with NFL kicker Martin Gramatica
Oriole Felix Pie is named after your foot.
John Cena, though not Spanish, has a last name that means "(he/she) eats dinner"

Best purchase of my trip was DEFINITELY my beach towel, which took a beating all 12 days. Worst purchase of my trip? $10 on Skype that didn't clear until the people i needed to call had already left Playa Del Carmen!

Casualties of the trip: My sunglasses, a Billabong tshirt, my bank account, the outer layer of my skin.

Best meal of the trip: strangely enough, it was a Cuban restaurant. REALLY good. I had some good Mexican food, especially Tacos al Pastor, but I have to say the best fajitas I have ever eaten were at Jose's Mexican Restaurant in Cambridge right BEFORE my trip...

On the way back on Jet Blue (including an extra 2 hours on the runway in NYC) I got acquainted with my scar sister, Padma Lakshmi when I saw 5 straight episodes of Top Chef Washington, DC.

The jury's still out whether I would be extremely rich or extremely poor (there are no other alternatives) if I lived next to a Sportsbook. Pretty much ended up even after 12 days. Of course, on the last day I realized there was a sportsbook 1 minute away from my hotel (I had been walking to one 20 minutes away). Things might have been different...

Most perfect gift: Dora the Explorer lucha libre masks and capes for my nieces. Luckily the vendors didn't know me, as they could have charged me A LOT more and I would have bitten hook, line, and sinker.

Almost perfect gift: A hand drawn sketch/portrait I had drawn of me and Darcel. It would be totally perfect, but I kind of think it looks like Darcel with her new boyfriend, Peyton Manning =P...

Ok folks, I feel like this hasn't been my best note. Maybe the Montezuma's revenge has spread to my brain. But i'll be back in full force during my next adventure. Until then....