W3WT! and stories and images of faraway lands
Totally AWESOME! My photobucket album is up and operational... Heh heh check this out: first night I have it and it has a whopping photos in it! Kick major ass! All of the pics are from Arizona and Mexico. You kids want to see them? Huh? Do you? Well if you can't answer right off the bat, then maybe I WON'T post them! What do you think of that? Ahhhh I'm not a complete bastard... I'll post them... I was only 'shrooming (hahaha Family Guy you are my everything!)L33T 15 K3WL! Because of the first bumps that Adult Swim airs... I now like to write in L33T. Sorry I'm so ashamed of myself. Well I'm ashamed for the both of us (whoever Racer X is)
The first one is the infamous fence seperating us from our southern neighbor. I took it as I was walking through the border... Oh my god! I'll tell you guys my stories of Mexico! Friggin Sweet!
The second image is of Bisbee mines... you are looking at a mile deep hole in the ground! Alot of the world's turqoise comes from here.
Next we have an unusual place called Texas Canyon. Eons ago a volcano errupted and spewed or hurled large rocks and the stones crash landed in Arizona in the large land masses you see in the photo. It has to be one of my favoritest places in the world!
And lastly we observe a paddle cactus growing through a chainlink fence on a dried up river bed... I nearly peed myself laughing when I saw it! No lie nearly pissed my pants!
Ok so now that the pics are hopefully on this post... I'll tell you of the magical place known as Nogales, Mexico. Fourty minutes from Tuscon, is the Mexo-American border. A town has sprung up in both countries in this area. They both share the name of Nogales. You can park fifty feet from the bored in a parking lot across the street from a Burger King and walk into the vivid and festive nation of Mexico! The journey through the chainlink fence and past the turnstyle gauntlet was truly a fond memory. Well after the brief frisking by the metal bars.. we were in Mexico.
I'm not quite sure what I was expecting Nogales to be like... but it was nothing like my image of it. Take Old Orchard Beach, land lock it and cross it with a third world country and that's Nogales! Little tin shanties dotted the hills and clogged markets clogged the streets. Children roamed the town, carrying little trays of chiclets and bobbing-head turtles, asking for a dollar. Truly this was my kind of town!
We went into the bazaar, and bizarre is the only word to describe it! Every little store had the same crap, but it was differently colored. And nothing had price tags on it! You had to barter to get close to the actual retail price. I felt kind of like I was in that sucktactular Kevin Costner movie... you know... the one where the world ended and people became like nomads or... something... I don't know, I drifted in and out while watching it. Luckily for me, I could barter down to a somewhat reasonible price for the chachkies and other assorted "goods" that I declared at customs :) Ok so in the market, I bought a Mariachi Dia de los Muertos skeleton, a blanket, iron wood sculpture of a cactus,a tiny sombrero as a joke, a bracelet for a friend, and to top it all off; a red velvet, sequin-laden sombrero that was huge! I mean it was the biggest friggin sombrero that I could find. Well, the fun didn't end there!
So then we went into some of the stores... and by stores I don't mean places like "Mexican Gap" or "Wal*Mart de Mexico," no stores like "La Dulceria" (Candy store) and the "La Farmacia" (Supposedly a Pharmacy, but was in reality a liquor store) You probably all remember the yummy mexican candy, right? Well, when I went into the store, I politely asked the man in spanish: "Perdon, Senor. Que es su dulce mejor?" Which of course means "Excuse me sir. What is your best candy?" He told me that the Chirris Mix and Pelon Pelo Rico were the best.. so, I bought them. I mean cmon! They were combined like five bucks and they were Sam's Club sized bags! Who wouldn't say "Hell yes! Cheap candy friggin rocks!" Well, we all now know that mexican candy is indeed nasty. I have learned my lesson. After the excurison to the candy store... naturally we went booze shopping.. I mean after all IN Mexico I'm legal. My mom and I each purchased a liquor (mine has the worm in the bottom... Happy 21st DANITOR!!!) and we called it a day.
Before we crossed back... we went into a little cafe to eat some lunch/dinner. There were lots of selections so I chose wisely: "Uhhhhh. I'll have the fried chicken." You know, thinking that I would get like a thigh, leg, wing or maybe a breast. No, definetly not right. What they consider fried chicken is merely cleaving a chicken corpse in two and deepfrying it. Then serving it with a piece of lettuice known as a side salad and making sure it was lukewarm. To wash the half chicken down... I ordered a lemon margarita.. "when in Mexico," right? Actually... I wanted a strawberry margarita, but they only had lemons or tamarinds ( and we all know how badly tamarinds suck!)
Well all in all... would I do it again? Totally you bet your shiny lame (pronounce la*me with the accent on the "E")pants I would. Well it is nearing ten, so I need to bathe.. see you kids later!
The first one is the infamous fence seperating us from our southern neighbor. I took it as I was walking through the border... Oh my god! I'll tell you guys my stories of Mexico! Friggin Sweet!
The second image is of Bisbee mines... you are looking at a mile deep hole in the ground! Alot of the world's turqoise comes from here.
Next we have an unusual place called Texas Canyon. Eons ago a volcano errupted and spewed or hurled large rocks and the stones crash landed in Arizona in the large land masses you see in the photo. It has to be one of my favoritest places in the world!
And lastly we observe a paddle cactus growing through a chainlink fence on a dried up river bed... I nearly peed myself laughing when I saw it! No lie nearly pissed my pants!
Ok so now that the pics are hopefully on this post... I'll tell you of the magical place known as Nogales, Mexico. Fourty minutes from Tuscon, is the Mexo-American border. A town has sprung up in both countries in this area. They both share the name of Nogales. You can park fifty feet from the bored in a parking lot across the street from a Burger King and walk into the vivid and festive nation of Mexico! The journey through the chainlink fence and past the turnstyle gauntlet was truly a fond memory. Well after the brief frisking by the metal bars.. we were in Mexico.
I'm not quite sure what I was expecting Nogales to be like... but it was nothing like my image of it. Take Old Orchard Beach, land lock it and cross it with a third world country and that's Nogales! Little tin shanties dotted the hills and clogged markets clogged the streets. Children roamed the town, carrying little trays of chiclets and bobbing-head turtles, asking for a dollar. Truly this was my kind of town!
We went into the bazaar, and bizarre is the only word to describe it! Every little store had the same crap, but it was differently colored. And nothing had price tags on it! You had to barter to get close to the actual retail price. I felt kind of like I was in that sucktactular Kevin Costner movie... you know... the one where the world ended and people became like nomads or... something... I don't know, I drifted in and out while watching it. Luckily for me, I could barter down to a somewhat reasonible price for the chachkies and other assorted "goods" that I declared at customs :) Ok so in the market, I bought a Mariachi Dia de los Muertos skeleton, a blanket, iron wood sculpture of a cactus,a tiny sombrero as a joke, a bracelet for a friend, and to top it all off; a red velvet, sequin-laden sombrero that was huge! I mean it was the biggest friggin sombrero that I could find. Well, the fun didn't end there!
So then we went into some of the stores... and by stores I don't mean places like "Mexican Gap" or "Wal*Mart de Mexico," no stores like "La Dulceria" (Candy store) and the "La Farmacia" (Supposedly a Pharmacy, but was in reality a liquor store) You probably all remember the yummy mexican candy, right? Well, when I went into the store, I politely asked the man in spanish: "Perdon, Senor. Que es su dulce mejor?" Which of course means "Excuse me sir. What is your best candy?" He told me that the Chirris Mix and Pelon Pelo Rico were the best.. so, I bought them. I mean cmon! They were combined like five bucks and they were Sam's Club sized bags! Who wouldn't say "Hell yes! Cheap candy friggin rocks!" Well, we all now know that mexican candy is indeed nasty. I have learned my lesson. After the excurison to the candy store... naturally we went booze shopping.. I mean after all IN Mexico I'm legal. My mom and I each purchased a liquor (mine has the worm in the bottom... Happy 21st DANITOR!!!) and we called it a day.
Before we crossed back... we went into a little cafe to eat some lunch/dinner. There were lots of selections so I chose wisely: "Uhhhhh. I'll have the fried chicken." You know, thinking that I would get like a thigh, leg, wing or maybe a breast. No, definetly not right. What they consider fried chicken is merely cleaving a chicken corpse in two and deepfrying it. Then serving it with a piece of lettuice known as a side salad and making sure it was lukewarm. To wash the half chicken down... I ordered a lemon margarita.. "when in Mexico," right? Actually... I wanted a strawberry margarita, but they only had lemons or tamarinds ( and we all know how badly tamarinds suck!)
Well all in all... would I do it again? Totally you bet your shiny lame (pronounce la*me with the accent on the "E")pants I would. Well it is nearing ten, so I need to bathe.. see you kids later!