Donde Esta El Walmart

I request some apologies as I am writing this drunk and in the dark.  I am in Playa del Carmen and in the last 12 hours have found and used the services of a Mexican Walmart, muddled my way through a Spanish keyboard, inadvertently flirted and been turned down by a B.C. lesbian (oops!), rescued an Australian from alcohol poisoning, had 4 shots of tequila, and danced on the main serving bar of a Mexican cabaret.  Not bad for less than a day in Latin America.



Author: Amy D. Nelson

Wanderer, hack writer, aspirational hobo, part time aerial surveyor, geologist, forester and whatever else I can do to pay for a plane ticket. Is that sentence fragmental enough?

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