was Thursday, the first of the month, and long before dawn, having slept little and not very good, this is up here. The bus leaves very early and we must seize to visit Guadalajara before coming to Manzanillo. After about 5 hours away and I arrived in Guadalajara reported. To Manzanillo are another 3 or 4 (can not remember). Because of my restlessness, I decided to take the bus to Manzanillo, Guadalajara would be the excuse for other observations in the country, holidays that will come true at the latest within 4 years. He had been a week in Mexico and I fancied that took months, not because the time pass slowly, but because I had lived through many things and also the kindness and friendly atmosphere made you feel that way, as if you have long lived there. After spending a few days in Mexico City, a city slightly knew before and I keep craving too busy, a little bleak (and I mean the city, not the kindness and good treatment they gave me and his mother Paola The latter even already got me for laugh at my expense, as does his daughter), and after two beautiful and welcoming city that had not visited before, played back to Manzanillo, a city where 3 years ago had lived for more than 6 months.
When the bus was arriving at my destination it was raining and the bus was too cold, they had the air at full throttle. Seeing the big picture if I raised my stay in Manzanillo going to miss those pants that I brought in my backpack because I pressed a little fat is bad. But just getting off the bus I realized that I was right, the moist heat was stifling. In fact, during the days I spent there, I had several menopause during which I heated a lot and sweated through every pore and have gotten my body.
How many days I spent in Manzanillo, 11 if I remember correctly, I will go to have what I did every day and I'll show you an overview of how they were my days there. I note that I had the strange feeling that I was not there on holiday but it was as if he had lived there all his life y. .. I do not know, was weird, it was like to feel that the time had not passed since I left, and that everything was more or less the same. Manzanillo my days there were like a vacation within my vacation, a rest period after my first vacation period during which not only had aprado and went back and forth to visit and learn about places and people. Now it was resting, watching the people who had lived and work a few years ago. The first of these persons: Gaby. Which was my home and roommate while back, and he offered me accommodation. I arrived at a delicate time for Gaby, because he had his house works and also were going to return a house to rent gave a year ago. Although it does not hesitate to give me anywhere to stay. The first days were spent in the street oyster house, then spent a few days in Colima, capital of the state, and city living parents and her boyfriend. It was nice to see her parents, whom I asked when they would go back to my parents there, and I indicated that if all goes well (which will happen) next year will pay them a visit. On seeing them again gave me that strange feeling that time is not spent, it just took a few weeks or days without seeing them. I guess the kindness and friendliness of both was that this feeling was installed in me. After all those days in Colima, during which I had a day of river and fish fry, a few games of Catan yuna visit to the family home of Arthur (Gaby's boyfriend) with the viewing of the last Stallone film even returned to Manzanillo and Gaby helped to make the decision to move house (as the house of Villa del Mar was safer and more spacious) and also helped get things moving.
Gaby, his home unrecognizable.
Besides spending most evenings with Gaby, I took the rest of the day during my stay there to go to college and that was my view that was my boss., Linan. We were talking about projects in which he walks to work, the thesis that I'm also engaged and asked me to go to the pool to take pieces of coral for some experiments were almost ready. Too bad that in the end failed to resolve some problems of pH in the experimental tanks in time for me to accompany them, but ... maybe next time. While in school I was shocked that the library would remember me and allow me to use a computer by the face . I also saw some teachers and students, as well as a couple of assistants Liñán with which I agreed at the time.
There were a couple of days that I approached "The Chute" neighborhood where they live and Naomi James, fellow adventurers. Interestingly, the lady at the grocery store also remembered me and I was trusting packaging beer, something that James did not. One of these days I enjoy a chili cooked by Naomi but done very little chile to prove I did not bother to eat, and that years ago I ended up crying while I ate enchiladas prepared for it.
When the bus was arriving at my destination it was raining and the bus was too cold, they had the air at full throttle. Seeing the big picture if I raised my stay in Manzanillo going to miss those pants that I brought in my backpack because I pressed a little fat is bad. But just getting off the bus I realized that I was right, the moist heat was stifling. In fact, during the days I spent there, I had several menopause during which I heated a lot and sweated through every pore and have gotten my body.
How many days I spent in Manzanillo, 11 if I remember correctly, I will go to have what I did every day and I'll show you an overview of how they were my days there. I note that I had the strange feeling that I was not there on holiday but it was as if he had lived there all his life y. .. I do not know, was weird, it was like to feel that the time had not passed since I left, and that everything was more or less the same. Manzanillo my days there were like a vacation within my vacation, a rest period after my first vacation period during which not only had aprado and went back and forth to visit and learn about places and people. Now it was resting, watching the people who had lived and work a few years ago. The first of these persons: Gaby. Which was my home and roommate while back, and he offered me accommodation. I arrived at a delicate time for Gaby, because he had his house works and also were going to return a house to rent gave a year ago. Although it does not hesitate to give me anywhere to stay. The first days were spent in the street oyster house, then spent a few days in Colima, capital of the state, and city living parents and her boyfriend. It was nice to see her parents, whom I asked when they would go back to my parents there, and I indicated that if all goes well (which will happen) next year will pay them a visit. On seeing them again gave me that strange feeling that time is not spent, it just took a few weeks or days without seeing them. I guess the kindness and friendliness of both was that this feeling was installed in me. After all those days in Colima, during which I had a day of river and fish fry, a few games of Catan yuna visit to the family home of Arthur (Gaby's boyfriend) with the viewing of the last Stallone film even returned to Manzanillo and Gaby helped to make the decision to move house (as the house of Villa del Mar was safer and more spacious) and also helped get things moving.
Gaby, his home unrecognizable. Besides spending most evenings with Gaby, I took the rest of the day during my stay there to go to college and that was my view that was my boss., Linan. We were talking about projects in which he walks to work, the thesis that I'm also engaged and asked me to go to the pool to take pieces of coral for some experiments were almost ready. Too bad that in the end failed to resolve some problems of pH in the experimental tanks in time for me to accompany them, but ... maybe next time. While in school I was shocked that the library would remember me and allow me to use a computer by the face . I also saw some teachers and students, as well as a couple of assistants Liñán with which I agreed at the time.
There were a couple of days that I approached "The Chute" neighborhood where they live and Naomi James, fellow adventurers. Interestingly, the lady at the grocery store also remembered me and I was trusting packaging beer, something that James did not. One of these days I enjoy a chili cooked by Naomi but done very little chile to prove I did not bother to eat, and that years ago I ended up crying while I ate enchiladas prepared for it.
between Santiago and Naomi. The remaining days were spent primarily taking walks on the beach, at home watching TV while pouring rain on the street, bathing in the beach accompanied by Paola (who came to spend some days in Manzanillo), seeing more people (Mauricio, Rafael, Alejandro ...) and enjoying the pool Gaby's new home. And really I think it was a few days a bit more personal, more to think about my near future, to establish new goals, to enjoy the people I spent so many years ago now, of ... I do not know, the fact is that as I will not curl much counting things that probably only interests me, I leave a series of photos, with some more or less long comment about what they contain.
Mauricio (aka Tigre), Jose (aka Pepe) and Rafa (aka Kuas), doing what they do best. 
Some of the many traces of action of annoying flies on me. There was a moment in which I counted 50 bites just below the ankles. Luckily the beach water helped them to disappear quickly and none of my assailants was carrying the dreaded dengue virus. 
Hearing. beach is surrounded by hotels and mansions. 
With Paola on the beach of La Boquita. 
A famous! calls himself K-paz cans "or" Group cans. " There are plenty of videos of him on the Internet. I'm surprised how easy it can be to make a living honestly and cheering people on. He is a genius. I leave a LINK for you know them. 
The Boquita. The Boquita is the beach next to the reef that was once the object of my research study. To this day who was my boss has already conducted experiments in which more than demonstrates convincingly that the poor condition of this reef is due to channel hot hypersaline water poured directly on the reef. This channel comes from a lake that is bordered by areas mangrove and the University. 
swordfish. Manzanillo is known as the World Capital of Swordfish Fishing. And yes, that ugly is the most characteristic monument of the city, you can see for miles. 
The two sea breams. One morning shopping in the center with a atosigante heat can impair mental health. The concern is that the photo was taken before you start window shopping. 
What a great friendship! 
Making silly pictures between shop and shop. 
in the office. As a record of human stupidity, at the time, when I changed euros for dollars, I decided not to change all euros. During my days in Manzanillo spent a period of "circumstantial poverty", as my credit card refused to work, and my weight was decreasing in amount to almost nothing. Besides, I had 60 euros in the portfolio that were useless. What was brown!, The had to be changed in due course. But hey, at the end I could solve my state and let behind this "circumstantial poverty" that made me think that the point of having money in the bank if you can not access it. Giving life lessons.
the end the days I did very little to do whatever I wanted, but hopefully in a few years back. And after spending several days in which it was my city, played back to Mexico City, where would one Wednesday 15 September, the day of the Bicentennial of the Independence of Mexico, the day which would be held a ceremony known as "El Grito" in which he plays the short, direct and concise end of dicsurso that once gave the priest Miguel Hidalgo in the town of Dolores (now known as Dolores Hidalgo) and was the starting point of the War of Independence from Mexico. I still do not know what was going to do or where I would be during the celebration of this national holiday, but ...
... I'll tell you.
the end the days I did very little to do whatever I wanted, but hopefully in a few years back. And after spending several days in which it was my city, played back to Mexico City, where would one Wednesday 15 September, the day of the Bicentennial of the Independence of Mexico, the day which would be held a ceremony known as "El Grito" in which he plays the short, direct and concise end of dicsurso that once gave the priest Miguel Hidalgo in the town of Dolores (now known as Dolores Hidalgo) and was the starting point of the War of Independence from Mexico. I still do not know what was going to do or where I would be during the celebration of this national holiday, but ...
... I'll tell you.
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