This morning I had the first hot shower in almost 3 weeks. Heaven. Washed all the sand, alligator babies and turtle eggs out of my braids. Although it's better to have a cold shower with friends than a hot shower with enemies or how did that old proverb go.
Went to Teotihuacán. Climbed some pyramids, took loads of pics, missed the beaches. Now I should go out and try to find a laundry service. Washing machine on the roof is still and most likely permanently broken and I´m fed up with hand washing. Also I should look for a shop which sells alarm clocks. After a steaming hot day now it´s raining cats and dogs so I guess I can't be bothered. Why do I want to buy an alarm clock, anyway? Because I took my mobile phone to the reception to be charged and got it back totally mute. The receptionist is just looking at me like I'm the biggest pain in his ass since his wife left with his best friend. Obviously it's way too bold to dare to ask what an earth might have happened to my little darling phone. So no much help on that direction. Probably my own fault anyway, maybe my charger or the adapter is broken. Hopefully I'll wake up on time tmw morning for some mystical reason. Monday is gonna be more tricky as the timing will be quite sub-human but hopefully I've got either working mobile phone or an alarm clock by then.
I don't want to go back to Dublin. Just the tought about it makes me slightly sick. Don't wanna stay here, either. Can I just go back to the Pacific coast?
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