Brisas Marquez Los Celajes
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Dia de Muertos and Acapulco
... since my last entry.
Regarding my study I actually managed to get, not one, but two amazing interviews for my research project and I have managed to transcribe them both. Only one of them was in time to be submitted for evaluation and I got 95% for that but I am sorry the second one could not be included as I actually think it was better, but at least I can add it to the final product! I just feel so lucky to be able ...
Acapulco
... Nev spent 45 minutes bouncing and there was a traditional dance competition. Oh ya and clowns... seems mexicans really like homosexual clowns. the second night we went to the hotel mirador for a expensive not so good dinner to watch the cliffdivers. The view was awesome, up on a cliff over the sea. There was a nice sunset and a ...
'Recent beheadings in beachfront luxury'
Acapulco during the early 2000's was a haven for sun-seeking, bar hopping tourists until war between drug cartels normally concentrated within the suburbs of Acapulco spilled toward the beachfront. None more publicized than the 2008 killing of 2 Canadian tourists by stray bullets in front of their hotel lobby. During the past year recent beheadings made the front page, most sinister being a drug lords face being stapled to a soccer ball and thrown into the street. ...
Going Loco down in Acapulco
... no name' rolling up in front of their reception, they
moved it around the back and gave us all the local attraction guide
books. We decided that the option of tripping the light fantastic in
the Cocacobana and other apparently well known night clubs would be
out of our reach and instead took in the cliff divers of La Quebrada which
were very cool. The boys well of course they wanted to give it a go
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A trip to a wonderful city
... now about 2pm and the sun is just killing me. My bikes temp is way up at 90 Celsius (it normally runs at 75) and even my seat is beginning to burn my bum. My already sun burnt arms are burning to bits despite me coating them in sun cream a number of times. I have bottles of water behind me and am soon pouring it all over my arms and T shirt while driving as I try and stay cool. Finally I can take it no more and I decide its time to stop.
I pull up at a ...