The people of Mexico love their bangin' rims.

hmm.. road trip in a hot hot honda. not too shabby. Actually, other than the inferno-like heat, the drive from Zihua was pretty cool. We were driving along this coastal highway, which is sometimes actually along the coast. We only got stopped by the military twice, and they didn't even ask for papers! boo yah. We're in Acapulco now. It's crowded and touristy, but it has a nice bay. The city feels like it's past it's prime. I can imagine what it was like back in the day when it was a real hot spot, but now it feels a little run down and overflowing with gringos. like me. The taxis here are VW bugs which weirdly remind me of the mini cabs of London. They're funny though because they're all tricked out with the neon lights and the fancy paint jobs. I may have seen a few rims.. who knows.

Yesterday we ate lunch on the beach. I kept thinking about Corona commercials and how I could have been in one right then.. what a strange thing to think. I think TV has ruled my life for too long. I can't enjoy paradise because I enjoy it, I have to enjoy it because beer commercials told me too. But I do enjoy it, either way.