Monthly Archives: November 2008
From 18 Cancun and Yucatan There is joy in Mudville, as I look for the nearest restroom because my eyes are watery and my bladder is pulsating with pain. Go Atlante! Bring on… Santo? San Luis? Not sure. Advertisements
From 18 Cancun and Yucatan The girl in front of me got up and jumped into my enormous cup of beer and started swimming. I had to pick her out like a gnat that flew into my drink.
From 18 Cancun and Yucatan Drumming. Chanting. Numerous waves. The middle aged woman next to me had the mouth of a Veracruz sailor. ¡Vieja cochina! She was having a blast, though.
From 18 Cancun and Yucatan An eagle mascot had an interaction with this inflatable star mascot. The star fell down and its costume started losing air. The yellow plastic material began clinging to the person’s body as a handler worked … Continue reading
From 18 Cancun and Yucatan The Tigres of Monterrey v. the hometown Atlante. Two of eight teams left for the Mexican national championship. It was an elimination game for the Tigres.
From 18 Cancun and Yucatan