Im not back yet...

so im back right? wrong! im not. actually right now im sitting in my uncle´s apartment here in Puerto Vallarta typing this blog post. I guess I could have waited till i got back to the states, but much like last year´s trip i decided to post a entry "while" im on my trip. so lets get all of you up to speed shall we? well our plane left extremely early on last wednesday, and i ended up spending the night at my sisters house so I would make sure to wake up on time. turns out i only got about an hour of sleep that night, so i didnt have to wake up much anyways. the plane ride was relatively short, only being 2 hours from SA to Phoenix, but it seemed like forever. I remember when the plane rides would be so exciting and fleeting, but now they just seem to last forever. I´m by no means scared to ride on the plane, but just the fact that I have sit there for 2 hours and do nothing just bugs the living beegeegee´s out of me. I took my mp3 player with me for entertainment, but its hard to hear any music when the engine is roaring just outside the paper thin walls of the plane. we arrived in phoenix and had a 2 hour layover before catching our other 2 hour flight to Guadalajara. So finally as we touched down here in the mother land i felt at ease, as I always do for some reason. We met up with Iliana, and went back to her house to leave our bags. We toured the city a bit, and then later on that night got on bus to Mexico City and then to Queretaro. Now I can´t sleep on planes, and well I can´t sleep on buses either. I think I maybe got another hour or two of interrupted sleep that night. We stayed in Mexico City for the day and then in the late afternoon made our way up to Queretaro. By this time I was pretty tired, but I still couldnt sleep on the stupid bus. We got to Queretaro around 9pm and checked into our hotel. I hit the bed and was out very soon after. Queretaro was nice, but yet again the haunting irony followed me there. See last year, me and "her" went to Queretaro. So this year, as I was with Iliana and her friends, we ended up going where? To the Plaza de Almas, the same exact square that me and "her" went to last year. I saw all the places that me and "her" walked around last year, even the same little hole in the wall place that sold gorditas. So that was a bit odd. Seeing the places we ate and walked together, but now in a differet light with a different attitude and a different circumstances. I think it was good for me though. I was about to look at it and say "you know? I remember this place, this fountain, this plaza. And how much of a idiot I was back then!" I really have changed since then, I know I really have. So that was a good reminder, of that past that I have chosen to learn from. After Queretaro, we hopped on the bus again and made our way back to Guadalajara, which we got to lastnight and spent the night at Iliana´s house. This morning we left early for Vallarta and got here about 2pm. We at a great restaurant right on the beach, great food with great atmosphere. The only bad thing? It´s pretty darn hot and humid here. This afternoon it rained a good amount, and that cooled things off, but over all its pretty darn hot. The highlight of today was I got to talk to my cousin Jaime, who I hadnt got to speak to when i was here 3 years ago. So that was nice, we did a lot of catching up and chatting. I also got to talk a lot with my uncle joe, who I swapped musical trivia and taste with. Seems he loves Elvis and Willie Nelson as much as me, he told me some stories about my mom that I didn´t even know. I told him its funny, because I know my mom loved elvis, but I didnt know she came home crying from the movie theatre after seeing "love me tender" in which Elvis dies. I told him listening to Elvis and being here in Mexico helps me to somehow get to know her better, because I didnt have time too get to know her much. He agreed and said that I didnt, and that told me some more about how she got him listening to Elvis. That was a great thing, to get to talk to my mom´s own brother, and get his perspective on her. And what better place to that in than Vallarta? Somehow, when I´m on this side of the border I feel like I know her a bit better. Call me crazy, but that´s just how it is. Well after that we came back and picked up my sis and her husband and my aunt and went to a great italian place down by the beach and the malecon downtown. Vallarta has grown, and they have built many new things, but its still the same old town, it still has that charm. So now tomorrow as I go to Las Caletas I have a day of fun in the sun and relaxtion. Finally. So to all I hope you are having great days out there, I´ll be back soon and will right more. Until then, take care of yourselves.