Hola Amigos

Long overdue and slacking on my blog.  My apologies.  To make it up, I will share several stories worth mentioning to give some cube entertainment.  I know most of you are wondering did I fulfill what I proclaimed from before on my recent trip to Mexico.  Now I have no intention on bragging about the 80 degree weather and it being sunny or the multiple melting cakes I downed at dinner every night.  But you may also have noticed I did accomplish one thing.  Not one or two tacos, but six tacos in one setting along with a nachos which I must admit was amazing.  I however failed two achieve my other two goals.  Riding the bull was not an option in Cozumel and the little time I did spend in Tampa I failed to see you know who.  So due to the fact that she is obviously playing hard to get running around in public with this other fella and ditched me on her birthday when I obviously came just for her, I am officially going to have to say that Brittany and I are no longer together.  Yes ladies, I am officially available.  I guess you could say my heart will go on.

I should set the record straight that I did not stand on the edge of the boat and recreate the infamous scene in Titanic, and seeing the only version of this scene is in Italian I will not make you suffer after clicking on a link that included Celine Dion in my blog.  I should note I did attend karaoke on two different occasions which included some of the most horrific examples of why the average joe should not stand up and let it all out.  For your information, everyone I met who worked on the ship was named Joseph (ex. waiter, guy in charge of dining hall, person who cleaned my room).  One example worth noting from the karaoke 'experience' included a woman who was celebrating her 90th birthday on the cruise and got to celebrate by her grandson standing up and dedicating this song to her.  I would like to say I am making this up, but sadly it is true.  While we are on bad choices of songs, I was overwhelmed by the amount of these songs that I never want to hear again.  If you are still reading this after clicking on all of those, I applaud you because personally I think after the first couple I would have deleted this blog out of my favorites.

For the troopers who have stuck it out, I should mention my experience at the airport.  It is only right to use the time to appropriately describe this experience.

3:15 I arrive in Dulles.

3:35 I look to see and find out my plane to Charleston is delayed from 535 to 640.

6:30 The man who I presume is from India announces that the plane to Charlie West will begin to board in approximately 5 minutes.

6:32 The pilot who is supposed to being taking us has disappeared.  Second call for the flight to Charlie West.

6:55 Pilot is found.

6:56 Ticket lady announces she will begin taking tickets to Charlie West in a few minutes.

6:57 The man beside me says I really don't know who Charlie West is, but I hope he is not flying the plane. (Bad joke I know)

7:00 We now begin moving towards boarding, and the man from India announces we boarding to Charlie West.

7:01 I am thankful that the man from India is also not flying the plane.

7:13 The co-pilot is now missing.

7:18 The co-pilot returns and the stewardess tries to tell a joke to a hostile group of irritated passengers.

7:19 A man does not enjoy the joke and let's her know he doesn't approve.

7:26 We start moving toward the runway.

7:28 Sitting on the runway our left engine goes out and I say to myself please just let me off this plane.

7:31 The pilot comes on and says we have forgotten to fill out the paperwork to take off and are awaiting confirmation to leave.

7:50ish We finally leave for Charlie West.

One last thing I want to note which actually occurred this evening.  My neighbors across the street have only one way in and out of their apartments and the parking lot does not have two exit points like mine.  This usually isn't a problem for most, but some of the residents have taken it upon themselves to take their vehicles and make the grass a second exit.  With the rain this evening (I'm sure you see where I am going with this), one neighbor who actually was tailing me decided to take the shortcut in her brand spanking new BMW only to slide out of control and get it stuck between a bush and the mud.  Being the good samaritan that I am, I parked my vehicle at my house and leaned towards going to help her get out.  In the mean time, she was driving the car in reverse making matters worse leading me to say you get what you deserve.  I change my tune and enter my house.

Bottomline:  You get what you deserve.  Stick to the pavement or you will just end up stuck.

Found this cool video similar to my experience in Mexico.

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