Tuesday, May 09, 2006

I hate Mondays

1. The taxi droppped me off at the wrong place. Really, my own fault for not knowing the language better.

2. When I walked to the hostel I wanted to go to, (about 20 mins in 25 degree heat) I found that it had permanently shut its doors. I walked around for another 45 mins looking for a decent place to stay.

3. I went to the Oaxacan Cultural museum. I forgot that a lot of places are closed on Mondays in Latin America.

4. I went to a tourist trap show. See next entry.

5. On my way back and about 10 paces from the hostel door, I got my ass grabbed by some fucker on a bicycle.

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