The best place on earth...

Ok. This entry, apart from recounting my weekend, is going to explain precisely why México is the greatest place in the world.

This weekend i am in a different city because, for some reason, greg and i got sent here... no joke... On Friday night at about 6:30pm while I was watching TV Lety came up and said 'bla bla bla.... Greg y tú voy a Culiacan.' and half an hour later I had packed and was on a bus for a two hour trip to Culican... the state capital. Greg and i thought we were going to some sort of Rotary outfit, but it turns out that we were just going to some random peoples house who have a Kiwi with them. they only found out we were coming at about 6:30 that night too... so that was really weird. But awesome. The exchang students here are fantastic and I'm in the process of convincing them all to come down for Carnivale in a week or two.

Anyway, back to why México is awesome. On Saturday night we get told we are going to Enrique's birthday (whoever the hell that is), so Mitch (the Kiwi), Greg and I go down the the mall to kill a bit of time before we go and hook up with a crazy German lad. Then we find our way over to Enrique's and find out that we're going down to some park to chill for his birthday party get together. All the exchange students come and we have some fun... Then at roughly 12:30 we decide that the park is boring and the party going on in some building next to us looks more fun. So we wonder in, and it is obviously a private function (I think it could have been an engagement party), and nobody cares! Sure, they all looked at us a bit funny because we were anywhere from 10-30 years younger than all of them and were making fun of their crazy Mexican music, but apart from that it was totally cool!

And last night we'd just been out with the family whose house we are staying at (see, I don't even know their names... how crazy!) and got home at around 12:30. We'd half decided to either go to bed or watch three India Jones movies when we get a call saying 'come out with us' and ten minutes later some guy called Jorge (Hor-hay) and a bunch of exchange students were at our house ready to drive us where ever we wanted. Never in Australia. I mean... firstly... who in Australia would be crazy enough to call someones house at nearly 1 in the morning, secondly, not many people would be up for going out with almost complete strangers when they were just about to go to bed.

So yeah. Mexico is awesome. I think the motto of the country should be 'We do what we want, when we want' or something along those lines. Its crazy and awesome. And Brazilians are awesome too. Possibly even more awesome that Mexicans, but I'm not entirely sure about that yet.

So yeah. that was my weekend. It was a long weekend in case you didn't pick up on that. And now I really must go because I have to figure out how the hell I am going to get home today. On a bus undoubtedly, but I have no idea how, when or where. So adiós.