Villa Florida Hotel & Suites
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... long colourful beak. I'd say this room was the highlight I'm afraid to say, I was feeling good about the aquarium, even though there were people, mostly kids everywhere, the start of Latin Americas best aquarium was pretty good. Then we got into the fish section, I'm not sure if its because I have been to both Melbourne and Sydney aquariums and they are really good ones, but we were pretty underwhelmed by the rest of the aquarium. Don't get me wrong they had plenty ...
... Bought more provisions for my trip; unexpectedly Angeles paid for everything and refused to accept my payment!
After enjoying lunch prepared by Angeles, I just napped and wrote rest of the afternoon. It's too hot to go anywhere!
Veracruz Festiver. We all went out this evening, back to the zocalo for more live bands and dancing. Angeles has really got the ...
... felt that way. Or maybe it started the moment I arrived and they looked at me blankly, saying, “we weren’t expecting you.” Or maybe, really, I’d been feeling that way all along, for every day of my life for as long as I can remember.
Watching Jackie was an educational experience. Whenever she had trouble getting her meaning across, she used pantomime, and from this I learned a great lesson on how to communicate. Before that, I had ...
... off my art. “I can tell you love animals,” she continued, “because you tattooed them on yourself.” My tattoos are of dragons, but I suppose they are animals, theoretically.
Estela got roped into going to town with us, and Jackie and I rode with her in an “original” VW Beetle that looked practically new. Jackie, who I’d lost track of after yesterday’s breakfast, had spent ...
... Laura arrived for the meal, then Luis. There were huevos with some kind of meat, and huevos in mole sauce (yuck) and tortillas and beans, and, of course, pica. We’d just begun to eat when a stranger walked through the gates. Her name was Jackie, she was from Boston, and she was there to volunteer for two weeks. And she spoke excellent Spanish. Scott and Laura greeted her warmly. Her arrival had not been a surprise.
She was a first grade teacher and ...