I'm in Mexico City for work. I've been here since Monday and won't be leaving until Friday. Not going to lie, it is not a vacation by any means. Twice so far I've been woken up in the middle of the night by what I can only assume were gunshots (i've been around guns my whole life and I'm almost positive that's what I heard but I couldn't see anything to back that up). Well I decided since I didn't have to work today to take a 'safe taxi' (that's actually what they are called...) to the Hard Rock Cafe to get some collectible items while I'm here and to get whatever little feeling of home I could get. Well on the way back we passed a Yamaha dealership and it actually brought a smile to my face. Afterwards I laughed about how dumb it seemed, but it was kinda funny.
That is all... nothing special going on here.
That is all... nothing special going on here.