A hint from myself...

I was reading the e-mails that I used to write while I was in Canada, and its amazing how life always finds a good moment to help you out, and its even better when that exact and perfect piece of advise that you needed came from yourself.

A piece of paper with something written on it, a random blog post, or a e-mail that you wrote a long time ago. This is what I read a few moments ago:

“…la Vida tenía una mejor lección que enseñarme con ellos, en ese momento y en ese lugar.Por el momento no tiene caso cambiar de camino, es decir, ¿por quécambiar de camino si no sabemos a dónde ir? Hay que seguir con la vida. Seguir enfrentando a los malditos jueves y seguir caminando.Buscando.”

… yeah… totally agree, why do we fight so hard to make things better, to find a path in life, when we don’t really know what we want and where we wanna go?

Step one: figure things out.

Am back!!!

So, I'm finally back home after all this time. After a month of constant travelling to Mexico, and one week in Cuba.

Cuba... sigh.

I wanna go back, but this time with more time, less girls and more good times. I did had a great time, i can't say i didn't. It's just that its so different when dudettes are around, constantly trying to get the attention, and just... arck... being there. Conversations are different when they are around, and dunno.. the whole experience is different.

We visited Havana, Viñales, Pinar del Rio, Varadero y Santa Clara. Each place unique and with a different thing to remember and comment.

Havana- its like traveling back in time 50 years, a place when time, technology and architecture almost froze over. It's magical how a lot of times I felt I wasn't dressed properly for the occasion, that I needed older clothing and a beret. Its hard to put the whole thing into words. But I did have a good time, and I can proudly say that we broken probably all rules of common sense that were told to us:
1. Do not follow stranger thru unknown streets.

2. Do not buy money on the streets.

3. Do not use unofficial taxis.

4. Eat only in official restaurants.

5. Stay away from black market cigars.

6. Keep your passport in a safe box, and never walk out side with it.

We did it all… ^-^

Piñar del rio and Viñeles: a one day paid tour thur beautiful landscapes, a underground river and eating food in a nice restaurant by a gigantic painting (literally enormous mural on a mountain)

Varadero: probably the most beautiful beach I’ve ever seen, and I think its catalogued as the BEST. We spent a lot of not-so-sober-times there. I never thought I could drink rum again. I did and I kinda liked it.

Santa Clara: an 8 hours road trip to the small town where the Che was buried. A great experience and I must add, that the best way to get to know a place is just to drive and know the not-tourist places.

… Cuba, maybe someday the fellowship can do that trip. I am sure that would be sooo great and cool beyond anything that we have done.

BitchTravel

So, when people see you and ask: "why are you traveling" you have usually three answers:

A) Pleasure
B) Study
C) Business

All the other answers are just scrambled versions of these three ones, but as people continue to ask me that question I realize that I need a fourth option, an option that is not even close to those mentioned above. Let’s quickly analyze them, shall we?

Pleasure: usually means vacations, cheating on your spouse, shopping or just a darker motive that is too hard to explain and you wont waste your time doing so: "like am traveling to scatter the ashes of my death grand father whose last wish was to be poured over a hundred naked breasts in Mardi Grass"

Study: ... errrr... duh.

Business: when one is traveling making money and closing deals he can answer that, buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut, how do you call people like me that travels to work for someone else, probably making millions for a company and seeing NOTHING of that which is gained. This is why I believe we need a new option:

Bitch Travel: and underdog that travels, works, gets bored, sleeps only a few hours and gets: traveling expenses!!!

Hehehehehe... is it too noticeable that am sick of being in México?

Good thing that I am going to CUBA next week =)

Send the good vibes.

The wheel...

tarIn days like yesterday I realize that most of the people are mischievous bastards that spent most of their time either lying, looking ways to screw people up or both of them, and they do this mostly because they are seeking personal gain, money, luxury or any other kind of comfort, disregarding others feeling or even the existence of their soul. Their souls, that, for the time being is must be pretty much half way into the rotting abyss of hell or rotting from the inside out.

Why am I so bitter all of the sudden?

Well… yesterday I had a chat with Luis Fernando, and he told me once he got an e-mail by mistake with all the salaries of all the people in the logistics department. I realize how unfair life is, how farfetched are some salaries and how deep and wide the inequality stretches in Mexico. Man, some people make in one day what a worker makes in the entire month!!!

I just learned that you cant trust anybody in a work related environment.

Sigh… I wanna be my own boss.