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Show - - - - - - Ten O'Clock Whistle by David Fleisher Reflection on a brief Mexican vacation last of a two part series , . . If there's one thing that I can't stand doing while on vacation, it's writing post cards. I returned this week to Park City after spending several days in Puerto Vallarta, and I am not ashamed to confess that I wrote only two post cards, one to my parents and one to my sister. One of the problems with writing post cards is that you invariably end up saying stupid things: Hi! Well, here I am in Mexico. Can you believe it? Me! In Mexico! The people here are very nice; unfortunately they don't speak English, but that's okay; I get by with a lot of sign language. The weather couldn't be better - very hot and humid you have to take a lot of showers or else you'll be sticky all day. You have to remember not to drink the water in Mexico because you'll get sick to your stomach. I met someone who drank water right out of the tap and he's having a very unpleasant time here. Oh well, live and learn. I'm off to the beach to drink Pina Coladas -- will stay in touch. Hasta Luego! Hi! Just returned from the beach and I'm smashed. Those Pina Coladas they make down here are really potent. 1 shouldn't have had so many but who's counting, right. I'm on vacation. Can you believe it? Me! In Mexico! I just wish they spoke a little more English, but that's okay. Well, that's it for now. Hasta luego! Hi! I took a walk along the beach around midnight last night and did a lot of thinking about my future. I decided I don't want to be a dentist. I also decided that I don't want to be a plumber, either. Isn't it strange what you think about on a dark beach? The human mind sure is a mystery. Well, that's it for now. Hasta luego! Hi! I forgot and drank the damn water. I don't know what's going to happen to me now; just waiting for the attects. I hope nothing drastic happens, my God, I'm really getting worried. I met those two idiots from southern California and neither one had any appreciation for the Mexican culture; I can't stand people like that, ya know? They seem to exist in a vacuum with no meaningful sense of the outside world. Well, I'm off to the swimming pool and more Pina Coladas, margaritas and tacos. The people down here are way laid-back; they aren't in a hurry to do anything. I guess that's fine for Mexico but it would never work in America. Hasta Luego! Hi! You won't believe this but I've been in the bathroom the entire afternoon. It's the water, I know it is. Well, I'm sure it's just a passing thing; I'll be over it soon. Hasta luego! Hi! I got sunburned today and put vinegar all over my body to ease the pain. And it workedTllfstened to this local radio station today and the announcer spoke in Spanish but ne played American music. If he's playing American music, why doesn't he just speak in English? Way bizarre! They're having cockfights in town tonight and I'm seriously thinking of going. As the saying goes, "when in Rome, do as the Romans do." Hasta luego! Hi! I had dinner last night on a terrace overlooking the ocean, and was it beautiful! I saw the sunset and it looked like something right out of a movie. I also saw this woman get sick, but I won't go into that right now. She was sitting on the terrace and must have drunk the water. The weather is still hot and humid. Hasta luego! Hi! I walked along the beach again and thought about my future. I decided Tdon't want to be a mechanical engineer or an accountant. Maybe advertising or public relations. The vacation so far has been relaxing with only a few health-related interruptions. Tomorrow's my last day here and I can't bear the thought of returning to the real world. Hasta luego! Hi! (for the last time) I'm sitting in the airport now waiting to board the plane. You must come here when you get a chance; I think you'd like it a lot. It's an interesting place. They just announced my flight have to go. Can you believe it? Me! In Mexico! Hasta luego. As I walk up Main Street I hear the Ten O'Clock Whistle. |