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.
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This is so fucking extraordinary.
I want that bubble woman’s job
yes, fucking extraordinary indeed.
what a journey.
I’m sad now that it’s over, but I am thinking about the next one already!