Intercontinental Hotels Presidente Guadalajara

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... fans joined in, but there was no sense of danger and you could never imagine a Milwall/West Ham type scenario developing.<br><br>Although the standard of football was never quite as good as what you would see in Europe, it was an extremely open and entertaining game, with a great atmosphere. At about £10 a ticket it was also a hell of a lot cheaper than the Prem, so no doubt I'll be coming back for more during my time here.

... more festoon most street corners in the central business district. Colorful graffiti pops up in unexpected places...on the walls of banks, in side alleys, and even in a few ¨designated graffiti zones¨, comprised of white squares painted on to the walls of several businesses in my neighborhood, which I´m sure were ¨designated by the artists themselves and not the local goverment ...

... light in time to identify my assailant as a fair sized cockroach! However, by the time I grabbed a shoe to batter it with, the ****er had disappeared beneath my wardrobe.<br><br>I have since become somewhat paranoid. Where will it crawl next time I sleep? Not my face? Or will I awake to find a scorpion in my bed or a tarantula spinning its web around me? Tonight I'll be applying plenty of insect repellent before bed and sleeping with a loaded gun beneath the pillow...

... mostly American) at a couple of house parties. We also went to "Mutualista", a popular Cuban salsa bar, which was fun but for those of us who cannot dance salsa there is only so much to keep you entertained. On another night we met up with Becca, a girl who came here three years ago on the same course as us from Warwick, and soon returned to live here permanently. She had plenty of advice for us, and it was strange to think that maybe one day I'll be here dispensing such advice.

... my home for the next several months. Guadalajara is huge, a maze of stubby white buildings spreading across a verdant plain. The city is surrounded by rippling hills and the enormous Lago Chapala to the south. <br> I'm staying at a hostel in a neighborhood called Colonia Americana, which is sort of the hip, newer part of town. Restaurants and bars abound (everything from delis to sushi joints, american-style burger palaces, ice cream parlors, the ...

... there. <br> As they were living in Guadalajara they knew what was going on so we all hopped in one of their cars and took off to a party. On the way we listened to the Clockwork Orange Soundtrack. The party was a squat party, who would have thought? In an abandoned back packers hostel some hard partiers had set up decks, lights and a bar for a one off party. The party was awesome and I would have loved to stay but the blokes I was with wanted to go pick up some ...

Rach, Eric and his Dad picked me up at the airport and whisked me off, in a jeep no less, straight to the beach! After a quick swim we shuttled off down some crazed dirt back roads to another beach and had dinner right on the sand.. having got up at 4am I put up no protests when the gents ordered my dinner for me and a tequilla..  The next day we got up early to see some turtles hatching. These cutie tiny little turtles braved their way from ...

... At the end we had tastings of their 100% agave tequila - white (in oak 1-3 months), rested (3-12 months) and aged (1-3 years), followed by a small but perfect margherita. In the professional tasting we were taught the rules of truly enjoying your tequila - swirl in the glass to observe the oiliness (shows the time in oak), the smell (mouths open) and the taste (swirl in your mouth twice before swallowing ...

Hi again, I believe I left off last time on my way to Guadalajara. Well, to jump right into it, the trip there was fine, but, unfortunately, the next leg proved to be a little trickier. I was supposed to catch some obscure city bus 9 km to the city centre but, after waiting half an hour, I finally gave up on that plan and started asking the driver of any bus with a likely sounding name listed on it. Eventually I procured what sounded like an affirmative response and grabbed a seat ...