In no particular order, I shall name the places, events and other things done within that time.
First of, I remember going to the little carnival at the parking lot of the mall. Lot's of heavy machinery, rides, and stuffed animals.Hell, I even think I saw a Sonic toy among the stands.
But back on topic...
We got a few tickets, which were needed to get on a ride. Megan, of course, wanted an extreme ride, and she, of course, finally got served by the Burning circle. It's this 360º rail you rideThat goes around and around, In complete circles and high speeds, Complete circles, fair speed, and leaving you suspended mid-air on top for an instant or, the worst, Enough speed to get you to the top, and remain there for full five seconds, with the impression of falling... Or course, since this thing is a round track, Once you get on top, you're completly upside down.
To sum it up, it was hell.
On a brighter side, there was this spinning room, where you were forced against the walls, which would then slide up once the whole machine was spinning rapidly. Trying to extend one's arm would be a difficult task, and the come back wasn't very nice either, considering the slam you could get. Still, it was a better ride.
It wasn't very long before we headed back home.
Also, we visited the Reinassance Festival for a second and last time. This time, we saw some Hulk Hogan dudes playing cabers, which was somewhat intresting. Also, checked out a sheath for my sword. Megan got herself the greayest soap on earth, with an unbeatable smell. We also saw this show... What was it's name again?Dirty Wet Wenches, or something like that. Anywho, We also saw this devices called the Sky Chairs. An idea I robbed, and decided do a business here in Mexico. [By robbed, I mean I took pictures, presented the idea to my father, and began making promotion to it].
There was also this night we played bingo, neither of us won a single game, but came darn close to hit, to the point of stabbing dobbers in body parts, like arms, legs, and even one's head (NOT KIDDING), But still, there where these little lottery thingies where you could get a few cents for a winning game. Well, we bought like thousands of 'em, and won several times... Just to go get some more...
We saw Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and dispise how many people said it was horrible, I myself enjoyed it to the fullest, and consider nothing "flawed" in the movie to gain such a title.
Back home, we saw two movies with related themes. Bend it like Beckham, and My Big Fat Greek Wedding. I presonally enjoy these type of movies for the bicultural frictions that people extremly conservative retain. This is something, I clearly am against, since it's somewhat retarded to dislike someone because of the flag they are under. Fortunatly, the bicultural relationships gets away with what they wanted in the end. Hurrah!
But time, never an ally nor a foe, forced me to depart to the distant land that I had originaly came from. Even when just awakened, the sorrow was unbearable. Many tears flowed, hers and mine. And though the moments spent where nothing less than extrordinaire, the amount of sadness was huge. The very thought of not seening each other, even for a time, brought great pain upon my feelings, weeping tears with the greatest ease, springing naturally from the eyes, like if breathing...
- Leonel R. Vilchis