One big chunk of memory

Three weeks ago I came back from Mexico, at first I was reluctant to share my adventures because I was afraid that by retelling my experiences I would somehow debase them, make them become a funny anecdote and by doing so give them a new meaning. But as the days go by, all the memories have blurred in to one big block, they have been transformed into dream like snippets of a distant life, but the good thing is that I have my pictures and my diary to prove that I was really there, that we really did live.

So here they are, for all of you to see.

(I have so many pictures that I will post them in separate entries, so it is not too much at once!)

 Days 1, 2 & 3.

4 Comments

  1. Posted September 21, 2008 at 4:27 pm | Permalink

    This is so fucking extraordinary.

  2. Bertie Big Lungs
    Posted September 21, 2008 at 9:52 pm | Permalink

    I want that bubble woman’s job

  3. Posted September 24, 2008 at 10:58 pm | Permalink

    yes, fucking extraordinary indeed.
    what a journey.

  4. Posted September 24, 2008 at 11:12 pm | Permalink

    I’m sad now that it’s over, but I am thinking about the next one already! :)

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