The Mad Adventures of Ali and Mary: Part 1

As I feel that my activities since returning home this year are either too boring or unfit for internet publication, I will not be blogging about my day to day habits. Instead I would like to transcribe for you the journal kept by Ali and myself during the course of our extensive travels upon leaving San Francisco and the company of our many friends. This journal, written in both our hands, accompanied us on all our adventures and we attempted to record faithfully what occurred on our journey. The actual journal has numerous diagrams and illustrations which aid the story a great deal, however I see no way to reproduce these images online. I shall transcribe our adventures in several installments and hope that they are of interest to the group in general. So much for a prologue, here it is:

The Mad Adventures of Ali and Mary: Part 1

Day 1 11:47 p.m.
Ali has officially reached her 36th hour of no sleep. We are sitting at the gate, one hour till we board. Ali has just decided to pursue her BA in Bad-Assity. Laina has just taken a shot for me. We now owe her one margarita.

Day 2 1:-- a.m.
We are on the plane. I don't know what time it is because my cell phone is off and Brice wouldn't give me his watch. So far we are off to a good start. The annoying baby stopped crying and, drum role please, they serve meals on Mexicana flights! Ali is currently 3 rows and two seats away, all vital signs good. Meal: Pastrami & Mayo Sandwich on a croissant, Lemon Peanuts, cookies (assorted), O.J.

Day 2 -:-- a.m.
Starting to go a little crazy on account of not knowing what time it is. Can't sleep despite they eye mask and my tiredness. I think their are fireworks going off on the horizon, well at least some kind of huge explosion is going off over and over again. Now they are obscured by huge cloud bank.

Day 2 -:-- a.m.
That baby woke up and decided to start crying again. How annoying. Oh, by the way, not fire works: Electrical Storm!

Day 2 7:12 a.m.
"I'm sick and tired of seeing the fucking sunrise" -Ali

Day 2 7:32 a.m.
Time continues to be out of joint but at least now its light out. We are officially in Mexico proper. Al Ali said, not T.J. not Tecate, Mexico fo real yo! Only two more plane flights and we are there. I am two rows back and two seats over from Ali. Also I managed to set off the metal detectors twice. Hmmm.

Day 2 12:20 p.m.
We have arrived in Ixtapa, to a pink, that's right pink airport. Its kind of a bitty little place in the middle o the hills we're in Fucking Mexico and its summer. It might have been a bitch to get here, but it was worth it. Now all we have to do is hang out with these valets for a while til Kathy gets here. This journey started 13 hours ago.