Eighteen minutes now, until my ride arrives for Mexico (city). I stopped their briefly in the airport, on a trip two years ago. Now I am going to see it for myself. I hear the food is excellent, but Juan tells me the streets are paved with danger. It is what it is.
Juan is still asleep on the couch in the other room, while some kind of twisted talk show is on TV. I am watching the 1977 cartoon "The Hobbit" on my computer and waiting for the battery to run out.
This could be a great adventure. I am bringing just the bare essentials for this trip, which includes an economy size bottle of pepto bismol.
Tired now. waiting for this ride.
Clock is ticking on the wall and the fan spins almost out of control above me.
Time to get ready.