Puerto Escondido. I dont speak spanish.

i dont really know where to start. getting here was a fucking mission.. 12 hour bus ride with a bunch of mexicans and their kids who liked to pull our hair. it was supposed to be the 'night bus' but they blared three movies so i think i got to sleep just before dawn. im in love with blow up neck pillows. after the stint at the bus stop i was so dirty that i wiped my arm with a face wipe and it went brown. lying on the floor and attempting to eat luke warm meat was not a good call. however good news was we didnt get robbed on the way. we read in lonely planet yesterday that night buses should be avoided as they travel through the poorer parts of mexico and are frequently held up. sick.


travis you wouldve died coming into this place. we're in a shitty 'cab' going over potholes etc. on this dirt road and then the car takes a sharp right, first thing you see is a perfect line up with waves rolling in and not a cloud in the sky. palm trees everywhere and shitty little houses around the place.
we{re staying in a villa and you walk out our door onto a garden of cacti and then it's just sand. stray dogs are everywhere. all the buildings are bright and stacked ontop of each other like in Doctor Sues. the hostel where our friends are staying is right next to ours. it doesnt have a name and is guarded by about 50 kittens who are fed corn? you just keep going up and up until you reach the top level where you have a perfect view of the entire beach and the sun setting. there's also a bunch of hammocks we've adopted.

met some awesome people. hanging out with a german girl who speaks about 700 languages. shes like a walking guide book. she likes to say 'fuuuck' a lot and drinks straight vodka from plastic cups. my favourite mexican guy is one from a burrito store who likes to take the piss out of us and says 'gday mate' everytime we try to order. he's learnt english from listening to people apparently and has warned us about the giant white water snakes, sharks and flying sting rays. slightly scared.

Went to a beach called Carrisaleo yesterday.. it's a small bay with 27degree aqua water, palm trees and a few huts where a mad 10yr old girl served us prawns and beer. I spent most of the time laughing to myself. It was rediculous.

So many stray dogs everywhere.. most people are nice to them and feed them when they can, but some fuckwit threw hot oil on one of the dogs a few weeks ago and it's back is all scabbed up. so now eveyone feeds that dog.
My personal favourite is Annorexic Dog With Worms. she's knocked up like most of the others. she had half my spaghetti bolognase tonight. we shared like in lady and the tramp and smooched at the end. so i got a side of worm aids with my meal.
just joking about the smooching part. wendy you can stop panicking. hahaha.

a few of the mad health and safety regulations ive noticed around here are:
* live wires dangling from roofs
* ladies in shops handing out medication for parasites
* me not getting any vaccinations. joking! half.
* babies who cant walk chillin out behind the bar at 1am
* entire roads dug up and forklifts going for it next to cars
* men smashing up concrete and pieces flying everywhere including on my face
* white sea snakes that apparently can bite your hand off
* walking through sewage water that is going straight into the pipes connected to our taps
* cops driving around with rifals the size of their legs.

two guys we met last night spent the night in jail after getting very drunk and snapping off a small palm tree, trying to get it in a cab and being caught be the police. they were handcuffed and put in a cell. the floor was the toilet so use your imagination. they were hosed by the police and let out for $200 pesos the next day. which is about $18 aus. they think it's hilarious. travis brown style all the way. after hanging out with these guys tully has been using the 'c' word and 'frothing'. it's amazing.

we met up with chris peck when we came, and it was his last night last night. we started drinking on the top floor in hammocks, went to a beach bar for sunset, found another that served 'coco locos' which ended up being entire coconuts filled with rum, tequila, vodka and just coconut juice. we decided to have one each. it tasted like hell on earth and was too heavy to hold for more than five minutes. we took these to dinner which was burritos and went to the one and only nightclub/bar where it was two for one cocktails. at 4am we decided we needed more vodka so we ran down the road and some guy passed us a bottle of Absolute through the locked gates of the shop. we thought this was fantastic at the time but i dont remember what happened after that.
tully stopped spewing at 2:30pm today. poor chris had three plane rides ahead of him.

ill put up photos when i get back to LA because computers here are crap. cant really do this palce justice with words. adios.