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Sunday, March 02, 2008
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7:12 PM
the wedding was fun yesterday. i was sent to shoot the boys, as usual, which i enjoy but the taxi driver really didn't know where we were going and it just so happened to be outside the wall of the safe city and so my little heart started to pound a bit! the driver spoke NO english and i was trying my best to figure out how to say, "what the fuck you mother fucker, i thought you knew where we were going??? asshole!" all in spanish so he would be sure to understand, but the words just wouldn't come to me. so we arrived at a very vacant looking building and he tried to escort me out and i wasn't budging, nuh uh! i said "no no" and pointed at my piece of paper and then the door so he went to check. yes, thank god...correct location and inside it was lovely and safe. whew. the ceremony was catholic....nuff said about that (yawn) but what i really got cranked up for was the end of the reception when the carnival dancers arrived. costumed and bedecked in vibrant colors and shiny, sweat-riddled skin gyrating and swirling hips and asses and arms to drummers of all sorts. it was HOT and hot and i was sad to see them go when it came to an end. it was a good time for all! many many pictures to follow when i reach civilized upload-worthy internet again for chis' sake! i went on the roof this morning and ordered my breakfast in spanish. broken spanish, but it was still satisfying to be able to express myself AND be understood. i had huevos fritos, cafe con leche, jugo, frutas y pan. oh yes, and coca-cola lite! rawrrrr! on sunday's, the same ballet studio across the street apparently teaches you to be bad to the bone to an 8 count. as i lay on the roof purring in the sun like a cat, donned only in my bra and panties. all i could hear repeatedly is "bad to the booone buh duhnuh duh duHM! bad to the boooone! six seven and eight" feet stompin, hands clapping, pause and then they'd go around again! yes, i know, it's strange...they were counting en ingles. this afternoon there was much walking around and photo taking but not before susan treated me to a massage from le spa at the hotel santa clara. yum. i have never had my stomach or my rib cage massaged so aggressively and honestly, the only way i was able to get through it was to ignore the tickle spazzzing and think to myself, "cute girl, massaging me, cute girl touching me". it helped. it was muy therapeutic, i feel great! mind over matter is my new super power! 3 Comments |
