Wheeee! Lucky you! If you are here, you can see pictures! Well,
even if you can't see pictures, you still might have made it, but
it's not gonna be very exciting.
Now, on with the show. These are a bunch of pictures from one of
my latest adventures. My Trip to Ixtapa; Niagra Falls; and Muddy
Lake, Iowa.
One of my favorite hobbies is rock climbing. Well, climbing simulated
rocks indoors, safe from the nasty weather, at least. It took a
little while to get used to the harness. This picture was taken after
my fifth ascent up Mount North Wall. The grimace on my face isn't
one of pleasure. I was walking bowlegged for a week. The man who I
am standing with is Juan Julio Esmeraldo Sanchez, one of the premier
indoor rock climbing experts in the Ixtapa area. Note that his
harness isn't nearly as 'friendly' as mine is.
This picture was taken out side of our pueblo. Somebody told
me that means 'house' in Spanish. I don't believe him, because i've
been to Pueblo, Colorado, and I think it would be kinda silly to name
your city after a house. Standing next to me is my host sister,
Juanita. I don't know who the other person is, but she was real
friendly. Juanita thinks she was homeless (puebloless).
On my second day in Ixtapa, a friendly local man came around asking
if anyone wanted their picture taken with a camel. I had never seen
a camel before, so I jumped at the chance. He said that the local
laws said any camel riders must wear a goofy pink hat. I think he
was lying. I was pulling pink little fuzzies out of my hair all day,
and as you can tell from this picture, I wasn't having the best of
hair-days to begin with.
This is where I spent most of my time in Ixtapa. The bar next to my
pueblo. These were some of the local drunks who I became friends
with. Unfortunatly, as you can tell from the picture, there aren't
many women in Ixtapa, so the other guys were real competitive. I
think the one guy bending over was rather aroused at the closeness.
He disappeared into the bathroom for about 10 minutes after this photo
was taken.
On the third day of my vacation, one of the drunks from the above
picture said he had never been canoing, so we hopped in my car and
cruised back up to Iowa. We canoed for about an hour, and then him
and the other 12 Mexicans hiding in my trunk stole a bus and drove
away. I never saw them again, but I have had a few men in black suits
and sunglasses ask me questions about them. That happend on the same
day the neighbors bought a Laundry Delivery truck with darkly tinted
windows. They parked it across the street from my house and it's been
there since. You'd think they would deliver some laundry or something.
I guess it's just another status symbol.
Since my vacation had been cut short by my canoing excursion, I
decided to go to the other place i've always dreamed about. Niagra
Falls!
Here I am, sitting near the edge of the falls. It was neat! The
older gentleman who I am sitting with said he would give me 20 dollars
if I would sit on his lap. I figured, 'What the heck! 20 dollars is
20 dollars, right?' I had just gone to an all-you-can-eat Swedish
buffet for lunch, so I was kind of bloated.
This is another picture near the falls. I don't think the girl who
I sat next to was wearing any pants. I was very nervous.
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