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To be perfectly honest, I thought I\u2019d have a lot of things I\u2019d want to write about when I got back from my consecutive vacations.\u00a0 Perhaps it\u2019s because I\u2019ve been fairly creatively stagnant over the last two weeks, in favor of eating a ton of food, not working, drinking a lot of booze, not working out, and being a lazy vacationer, my brain feels a little mushy, in whatever part that written word comes from.<\/span><\/p>\n But as has been the case in the past, if I go too long without at least making an attempt to write, these thoughts and potential words ultimately vanish, and believe me I would prefer that such did not occur.\u00a0 And as is often preached in any sort of writing workshops or exercises, sometimes simply just writing for the sake of writing can stimulate the brain to where something more substantial is ignited.<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I\u2019ve been circulating in my head thoughts of Mexico recently; it was without a question a pretty good trip on many accounts, and I don\u2019t have any regrets about going.\u00a0 But truthfully, there\u2019s not a whole lot beyond a few concrete thoughts that I\u2019ll ultimately make their own dedicated posts about, to really write about.\u00a0 The vast majority of my time down in Mexico was spent either in the swimming pool next to my villa, lounging somewhere on the beach, or in a restaurant stuffing my face.\u00a0 Alcohol was consumed at all of those locations.\u00a0 Needless to say, as good of a time I had down in Mexico, I really didn\u2019t do that much.<\/span><\/p>\n So for all intents and purposes, this post will likely be a lot of drivel.\u00a0 Writing down blurbs and observations, but probably not going to have a whole lot of general direction.\u00a0 I actually did jot down a lot of little things in my phone or iPad that I thought might be worth writing about, so we\u2019ll see how this turns out.\u00a0 Admittedly, my brain feels a little tired, and I can\u2019t for the life of me really fathom how to really turn these little notes into anything substantially interesting to write about.<\/span><\/p>\n As a whole, going to Mexico wasn\u2019t the culture shock I thought it could have been.\u00a0 In a way, it\u2019s kind of humorous how apprehensive I felt prior to going to Mexico, considering how fairly seamless of a trip it was from a cultural standpoint.\u00a0 Everywhere where I needed to speak to someone in English, it wasn\u2019t ever really a stretch for someone who spoke it to be available.\u00a0 Considering where I was was the greater Cancun area, it wasn\u2019t a surprise how touristy it ultimately ended up being.<\/span><\/p>\n One thing I noticed was that at least where I ended up staying for the entire week, there really weren\u2019t as many Americans as I thought there would be.\u00a0 There were plenty of white, non-accented English speaking people all over the resort, but as it turned out like 90% of them were Canadian.\u00a0 Fucking figures, considering the majority of my party was also Canadian, that we all end up in one gigantic Mexican poutine resort.<\/span><\/p>\n And then there were boatloads of Europeans and occasional Australians all over the place as well.\u00a0 The funny thing is that so often is the case from envious Americans who think every culture is better than their own, but to no surprise, when you get a bunch of people together, completely regardless of what their race is, they\u2019re as smart as the dumbest person in the group.\u00a0 Throughout the trip, I people-watched groups of British people being douchebags, but my favorite was when some brOHs from like Windsor, Ontario decided to raid the pool right in the middle of the shocking treatment, and act like a flock of assholes, oblivious to the fact that their skin was probably going to be bleached in the morning.\u00a0 And when they approached us, sitting by the poolside, and proclaimed their Canadian nationality, I sat there and just blurt out laughing.\u00a0 But yeah, not really that many Americans down there that I was remotely aware of.<\/span><\/p>\n American money on the other hand, different story.\u00a0 American money is the grease that keeps the cogs moving in this part of Mexico, clearly.\u00a0 Everyone seems to exchange whatever they got, for American dollars. It\u2019s kind of incredible to think about in a way too, considering the metaphorical strength of a dollar down there.\u00a0 Dollar tips are met with such gratitude, and a few bucks here and there drastically improves service at the bar or lounge.<\/span><\/p>\n But regardless, it\u2019s infuriating how reluctant Mexican merchants are to part with their dollars, even when it\u2019s to exchange it for other dollars.\u00a0 More than a few times I felt guilty that I was stiffing people, but I can\u2019t say it\u2019s because I was being malicious or stingy; because more than a few times, I made attempts to break my twenties, or make some tiny purchases to get some smaller bill change, and were met with repeated claims that merchants refused, or \u201ccouldn\u2019t make change\u201d for me, despite the fact that practically all the surrounding merchants operated in almost solely American money.<\/span><\/p>\n A note to myself for the next time I ever travel to Mexico, bring like 100 singles.\u00a0 Tips\u00a0and<\/em>\u00a0potential stripper money.<\/span><\/p>\n Something that caught my attention while in Mexico was their policia.\u00a0 When I was riding a shuttle to my resort, which was about 65 miles away from the airport in Cancun, there would be these sporadic checkpoints on the route there; for what, I have no fucking clue, I just remember there being the most brutal speed bumps on the planet, and Mexican police \u2013 with big fucking guns.\u00a0 Seriously, from sub-machine guns, M-16s to one cop holding a SPAS-12, it looked more like Mexican\u00a0Left 4 Dead<\/em>\u00a0than the local police force.<\/span><\/p>\n On a completely different topic, I think one of my favorite things about where I stayed in Mexico was the sheer amount of coconuts all over the place.\u00a0 It\u2019s like there were nary a tree that didn\u2019t have coconuts growing off of them on the resort, and they were just laying all over the place.\u00a0 Obviously, I don\u2019t get that very often in los Estados Unidos, so excuse me for being so fascinated by them.<\/span><\/p>\n But the coconuts, I had to get my hands on just about every single coconut I could find.\u00a0 Whether I would just pick them up and chuck them into the woods with all my might, or hold one just to feel that I was holding a wild coconut in its indigenous climate, I was simply smitten with them.\u00a0 I found a coconut in the pool and brought it back to my party, where naturally the very first inclination was to bash that bitch open and see what was inside.<\/span><\/p>\n It\u2019s kind of like a Mexican orchard or something, sure it takes a marginal more amount of work to get to the edible stuff, but it\u2019s just all this food growing around in the trees all over the place.\u00a0 Smashing open a coconut and tasting both the water as well as the nut was still one of the more enlightening things I feel like I\u2019ve done in recent years.<\/span><\/p>\n I also pegged the shit out of a raccoon with a coconut, which sure, I know most people would call cruel and despicable.\u00a0 But in my defense, I\u2019m no fan of raccoons to begin with, and it\u2019s not like the raccoon wasn\u2019t warned at all prior to it, with one warning coconut prior to pelting.\u00a0 And frankly, I thought it would have been just a bit more spry and dexterous to avoid an easily telegraphed coconut chucking from a drunk American, but clearly these resort raccoons are all lazy and complacent, and have devolved into a sub-species lacking agility, reflexes and the foresight that humans are dangerous motherfuckers.\u00a0 Worry not, the raccoon was fine, just startled, as it very clearly decided to run by just to troll me that it was okay.\u00a0 But the little fucker kept trying to creep up and steal my mojito, so it\u2019s not like it didn\u2019t deserve the pelting in the first place.<\/span><\/p>\n I felt like Mowgli from\u00a0The Jungle Book<\/em>\u00a0with my aptitude with throwing coconuts.<\/span><\/p>\n In a truly fail moment, I attempted to bring two coconuts back to the States with me, but to no real surprise, it was flagged down at customs, and I was denied entry with the coconuts.\u00a0 Bollocks.\u00a0 To think I could have attempted to grow my own coconut tree in Georgia.\u00a0 But the bright side was that it was inadvertently a faster way through customs, as I was shown a door with no wait afterward.<\/span><\/p>\n Anyway, for the time being, this\u2019s all I\u2019ve got to really write.\u00a0 Little tales and observations, but I\u2019m still in the thick of trying to catch up to daily life in the working world, while simultaneously resuming normal activities, and trying to prepare for Halloween.<\/span><\/p>\n The photos will take a substantial amount of time, but I foresee myself delving into as many as I can over a few AM hours over one of the next two weekends.\u00a0 Maybe the writing will flow a little more cohesively when I start writing about 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