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[oakenguy]

This'll be my last post for about a week--tomorrow morning at 5 we're heading to the airport, and from there down to Cabo San Lucas, on the tip of Mexico's Baja Peninsula, for the wedding of D's brother. Which will take place on a golf course. In 90 degree heat. At least they're not NASCAR fans--the wedding would've taken place on a racetrack while the race was going on.

It's strange. It only really hit me a week ago that after all these months of planning and worrying we were, omg it's true, GOING. And going to a place that is like, nineteen degrees above anywhere we'd ever choose on our own, pricewise, luxurywise, everywise, because the phrase "completely out of debt in three years" and the phrase "each room has a built-in jacuzzi" go together like bacon and ice cream. (In fact I'm still not sure it's real--I'm completely ready to get down there and discover that the hotel lost our reservation, and we have to stay at the Motel Seis down the street.) So I've been rushing around like a kid on a sugar high, choosing books to read on the beach, shopping for bubble bath, checking the weather report--clear skies, 90 degrees, oh that CANNOT be right--trying to familiarize myself with the town.

But tonight we had to drop Toby off at the kennel, his first time *ever* in a kennel. Which would've been miserable enough, but because of his medical condition we're lodging him at Angell Memorial, which is also the primary animal hospital in the area, and sitting there with him while a dog with a gunshot wound was led out by a grim-faced Animal Control officer? Not. Fun. Remembering, as I sat there, that most of D's relatives are hardcore Republicans who earn probably ten times what I do? Not. Fun.

Soooo, I'm 5'11" of stress and worry in a 5'9" package*. And all of a sudden all the things about the city that made it seem so alien and exciting--what sort of place actually names their main street "Tourist Corridor"? What kind of place has a club where waiters walk around with big tanks of tequila slung across their backs, squirting patrons in the mouth like Ghostbusters?--now seem *too* alien. If there was some way to just call the whole thing off, oh I so would.

Mind you, by the time most of you read this I'll probably feel completely differently.

(And about 12 hours after *that*, when the lack of sleep, jetlag and tequila hangover hit all at the same time, I'll feel something else, too, and I'm not sure I'll be able to put it into words.)





*When wearing shoes.

Comments

[janetweiss69.livejournal.com]

Have fun!!!!!

Linda
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[malterre.livejournal.com]

Go and be a cultural anthropologist. Think ofit as a visit to the asylum.

Enjoy your bubble bath :)

[santakiko.livejournal.com]

Have lots of fun, you guys.

And when you get back I have a wee proposal/favor thing to ask. It seems like something you would enjoy ... if you have the time.

[oakenguy.livejournal.com]

I'm back, and intrigued!

[santakiko.livejournal.com]

Well when are you and Miss D. free for a dinner date? I'd love to have you over to ply you with pumpkin pie. Or apple, if you prefer. Or maybe even monster cupcakes!

[heavenscalyx.livejournal.com]

Have fun! And don't think at all about the slightly disturbed weather pattern about 400 miles south of Acapulco! I'm sure it won't turn into a hurricane!

... you can get me back for that when you get back. :)

[sistahraven.livejournal.com]

Angell can be crazy, but Toby will be in a ward that is sans-trauma doggies. He'll probably enjoy getting to see all the vet's dogs, and he'll have plenty of good people to hang out with :)

[primping-poppet.livejournal.com]

:O Eeek, I think I would be terrified. That kind of culture shock/meeting people's families always gives me the willies...

Well, have fun, you.

Woo!

[hazeleyedfae.livejournal.com]

Good luck to you, B. Bring back pictures! :) *hug*

[superrob.livejournal.com]

I felt the same way about a recent trip south, though not that far south. Just try to relax, ignore the stress and focus on the good!

And junk!

[lemur-catta.livejournal.com]

Maybe you can sneak off to La Paz afterwards..then at least you'll have seen a nicer (and way cheaper) bit of Baja ...Mulege even better but, that'd be a very long sneak. At least try to see some of the weird little roadside shrines that pop up everywhere someone had a fatal car wreck (there's a lot of them!) and the scavenged skeletons of trucks that lie out in the desert forever. Out among the saguaros they have a surreal charm that's hard to explain.