After a few days wandering around UNAM, Frida's studio, Leon Trotsky's house, Chapultapec park, and going to the most bizarre baseball game of my life, I left with Rebecca, Lyndsay and Peter for Puerto in Veracruz. It was really touristy but served its purpose of getting me sunburned and drunk. The second night we were there Pepe was supposed to
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