Veracruz

Jun 30, 2005 16:48

Veracruz is fucking weeeiiird. You enter another time dimension. I was falling asleep half the time and... I don't know, time kind of expands and contracts. And it's really really really strange aesthetically too. It looks like Havana, Reynosa, Florida, and I don't know what else.
Gordas
Picadas
barbies in dresses made out of real shells
plastic figurines with pig heads and women's bodies
walking in the rain all the fucking time without an umbrella just like everyone else
humidity
strong smell of jasmine flowers
very closed minded people
baseball hats and 23 year old boys who sat across the table from us not talking- too shy
old people dancing danzon in the plaza on Sunday- strange colors- colors that bled-colors from another era
love
lack
tenderness
a flower about to bloom
a strange flower
long long nailed,perfectly coiffed,abercomie and fitch girls
boredom
the aquarium- petting a live turtle
an antiquated beauty, elegance, dignity
death
the comfort of P. and her family and what she left behind
the comfort of a nicely decorated home
the comfort of being a girl with other girls
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