Right so... last weekend I went to Querétaro with Burnsy and the frisbee team, all us gals in a van, left at 5am to get there by 8.30 or so to register. We played two games and half of a third, at which point it began to rain profusely - cold rain, drops as big as your thumb, driving wind, etc. - and after bravely plugging through for a bit, the pathetic throws and inability to catch the frisbee made it impossible to score any points, and we could barely see anyway at that point, so the other coach finally yelled "Ya!! That's it!!" and we all sprinted for the stands. The guys packed it in a little bit afterwards and we all sat, soaking, on the concrete steps, the wind blowing the rain in at us, lakes widening on the fields. Eventually it let up a little bit and we all headed for our respective vehicles and the hotel. It was cool, we had a suite for all 10 girls, sitting around eating peanuts while we each went to shower. Dinner out in the pretty centre of Querétaro, then I was fucking dead from having slept around 5 hours two nights in a row, so I went and passed out in the hotel.
Oh and! I had a break between the second and third games on Saturday, and I took a taxi into Querétaro to have lunch at a mall with Marco, his mom, and his sister Alma, and then walked over to their house where they made me an ice cream sundae and I taught Marco's 10-year-old sister Bere, Alma, and Marco how to play Crazy 8's... it was so nice to be back there again in their house, speaking much better Spanish than I spoke 5 years ago and feeling at home in Mexico, and yet feeling like not a whole lot had changed.
On Sunday Marco's mom, dad, Alma, Bere, and the little brother Isaac came to watch me play frisbee and gave me my birthday present, so thoughtful! We had two more games on Sunday plus the other half of the one that was cancelled, and I scored the last point for us in the tournament! Although through most of the tourney I was just running around like a chicken with its head cut off, I slowly started figuring out where I was supposed to be and started defending better, so, cool.
Then it was my birthday week with the actual day on Wednesday. The girls at work made me a cake, on Thursday I went out to the pulquería (where else?) and CS meet at the Oslo, Friday we went to see the last Harry Potter flick, Saturday Burns and I went to Teotihuacán (pyramids just outside the city) and at night Luis and Flor had organized a crazy party for Luis' birthday. I was feeling pretty burnt out but once I walked into my house at 11pm and the DJs were at it and the house was full of people.. I suddenly felt up to it somehow, hehe. I went to bed around 5am and most people had started leaving by then. The house was disgusting the day after... broken beer bottles in the shower... whole floor sticky... some guy passed out on the couch, on the half that wasn't vomited on... ha. Real good party.
Hum hum, what else? I only have this week and one more after that at work! I still haven't quite figured out what I'm doing after I'm done, except that I decided I'll stay in Mexico, since I'm here and I haven't gotten out of the city much.
On Tuesday went with Eduardo - another awesome Couchsurfer - to buy souvenir-y things in the market at the Ciudadela, yesterday had a short frisbee training complete with a million mosquitos, and tonight I went with Eduardo again to our awesome Cantina Crawl... just me and him, haha. La Camarita (Corona), some random bar to get a hamburger (Sol, and yes it does taste like water), El Salón Corona (i think that's its name) - tarro de clara, and Dos Naciones, now serving prostitutes and no music!! (Bohemia). I think it was good that Dos Naciones was last on our tour, haha.
I feel like more things must have happened, but maybe not. Lately it's been sunny in the afternoon instead of overcast/raining. God I love summer when it's summer.
