August 1, 2002

¡§i've never been to mexico
i never learned to see the sky the way you thought i could
listen to the radio they're singing songs about mexico
i'm singing songs you'll never hear¡¨ ¡V vaco

I just got back from Cancun. I can¡¦t believe I went to Cancun. It was all spur of the moment sponteniety, a trip planned in less than 48 hours. Though I have flown a handful of times lately, flying still scares the bejesus out of me. I¡¦ve taken physics, I understand the concept. BUT HOW THE HELL CAN THOSE GIGANTIC METAL BEASTS STAY IN THE AIR!?!??! So I made the 3 hour trip to Mexico a booze cruise. I have to exploit first class to all of it¡¦s potential, so I made use of the free drinks on board and drank the entire trek across the continent. I was a very happy and calm passenger ƒº. Though flying scares me, I am fascinated with the window and love looking down below. The Gulf coast is just amazing. Teal blue water with the white sand was just breathtaking from the air. Late in the evening the sky turns an amazing purple and orange shade complementing the sea grean and white foam, definitely one of the most colorful and vivid images I have ever seen. Tuesday night it stormed and I sat on the balcony and watched the lightning dance across the water. It¡¦s extradinary to imagine what is out there, beyond our small circle of familiarity and what sights we miss by enclosing ourselves. Importance is in the small details. Which reminds me of one of my favorite move quotes in which I will leave you with. Though I don¡¦t eat quarter-pounders or smoke, but you get the idea. I will let you in on more little glimpses later.

¡§I take pleasure in the details. You know... a quarter-pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moment where your laughter become a cackle... and I, I sit back and I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt.¡¨ ¡V Reality Bites