Acapulco

weird keyboard, no caps for this post. I know i was asked if the internet was in spanish, but sometimes keyboards add a few keys like ñ, and where enter has always been it is now replaced with ç.

(9.13) this morning when the music finally stopped, i woke up.
surya got in about 4am, the neighbors party stopped about 7am.
we went to the bus station and all the buses on the line i wanted to take were full because of the holiday weekend. i still was able to get on one. the bus station was packed full of chaos. i actually got on the wrong bus before i figured it out. the lady at the counter had pointed at the bus i was supposed to be on behind her. of course there were 5 right behind her and my spanish sucks. the man who took my ticket on the bus even let me on, with the wrong ticket, nice. i had a small panic attack as i was switching buses, we were about to leave and had to get my luggage off one and on another all in spanish. good travel fun.

once i settled in, i found myself sitting next to arturo, a gentleman from mexico city. he took it upon himself to teach me spanish for the 6 hours to acapulco. he took out his digital camera and showed me simple pics of his entire family and had me recite the title of each member back to him in spanish, mamma, ninos, etc. . then. . . he shows me every picture on his camera, pics that look like the camera was falling and it snapped a pic on it´s way down. mind you two things. . one. . we are talking in spanish, well, he is, and i´m trying hard to understand, but i don´t. two. . he tells me he is a photo teacher and to be quite frank, well, i´ll just be jodi (which means there has to be some humor in this). I feel bad for his students, maybe he teaches digital photography at the local senior citizens center¿ Great man though, we shared mexican snacks and mexican laughs. i still don´t know what i said or he said but it seemed funny at the time and his gold toothy smile made me smile. the villages in the mountains along the path to the ocean rolled by.

arriving in acapulco it was pouring down rain. i had no place to stay tonight and was deciding between a quiet evening by myself in a cheap run down family owned hotel or head to the 5 star fairmont princess hotel where we will be staying and see if i can crash there with some other yogis. i let price make my decision as it was 200 pesos (20 bucks) for a taxi way out to the fairmont hotel and the cheapy hotel was in the other direction. i ended up getting the best of both anyway.

the hotel is beautiful. entering the hotel is guarded by a man with an ak47, standard of course. there is a golf course, strolling lawns, flamingo and swan filled ponds and tropical gardens with coconut trees. everything leads to the ocean front property laden with cabanas, horses and entrepreneurs selling anything you may need for a lazy day on the beach.

i chilled in the lobby and took in the sights till 6pm when i met up with a group that had planned to meet through facebook. everyone is very different, not your stereotypical yogi granola crowd. i decided to stay with a group of older women to eat at the hotel then head to the hostel they were staying at down the road. one women is from the nederlands (holland). she reminds me of home, i love it. ps i lived in holland for a year and it is one of my favorite places in the world and feels like home to me. another woman with us is very holistic was very worried for me and reminded me i needed to stop drinking the chlorinated hotel water as it was poisoning me. I´m sure shes blogging about me horrifyingly drinking the water. i politely reminded her that worrying about all the things i can´t control will kill me first. besides i´m on a 3rd world budget not a first world one. interesting though, she brought two bags, one was 52 pounds of stuff like a $500 cusinart blender, himalyan salts, stuff i´ve never even heard of! I hope she remembered her bikini!

Now i write from the hostel. 9.14 last night i studied half moon pose dialogue for a few hours with the dutch woman and the american (non holistic one, she stayed at hotel, she could probably afford it). I´m staying in a dorm room with two german girls who are also here for bikram training. i got back in my room from studying at about 1030 and they were already asleep, so i wasnt able to study any more as i didnt want to light the room up. i crept up on my top bunk and slept till 7am and started to study right away.

as of now i have two more paragraphs of half moon to master then i´m ready to recite in front of 300 people! the group here is going to share a taxi or have Jorge the man who runs the hostel take us to the hotel to check in. tonight we have orientation at 4pm.

Should be interesting. Cheers!