Tuesday, September 09, 2008
Sunday, September 07, 2008
I turned to him and said, "How come your eye brows are so perfecto? You know, perfecto, not PROFECO? HA HA HA HA HA!". I busted out in giggles thinking about how I had just made a really good funny.
Except he wasn't laughing at all. He looked at me with a straight face and said, it's not funny I don't get it.
So I said, oh well in Mexico if you have problems with a store of some sort, you can go to PROFECO and they'll help you out. Get it? Perfecto...profeco....they sound the same...ha ha ha?
He says, "Yeah, um it's still not funny".
I said, "Oh" and sat there, silently confused. Not understanding why my play on words wasn't funny to him. Even though he is from Nicaragua and speaks Spanish, there are just some things that not everyone is going to ever get. But that's cool. I can dig it. It's like a secret society of expats that all make jokes about the same things and all know what each other are talking about.
So, I turned to him and said, "So seriously, why are the eye brows so profecto?"......
.....and then.......... he busts out laughing.
Perhaps I've converted him to a Spanglish speaking Mexpat?
He never did answer the freakin question. Must be a closet eye brow waxer....
Thursday, September 04, 2008
Fighting Road Kill
We saw two road kill.
Neither were cats, dogs, horses or cows. Yes, I have seen all four in Cancun and surrounding areas. Lying there......gone. Road kill down there also consists of animals like oposums, crabs, lizards and giant locusts (as big as small birds) stuck to the windshield. It is a daily occurrence and unfortunately, most of the road kill is cat/dog related. That is simply because the unwanted pet population down there is unfathomably high. Too many kits and pups, wandering around, looking for food and a half-comfy place to sleep. The worst is that there isn't exactly someone you can call to remove the carcass. :( Poor babies.
While I was sad to see the two squished raccoons (they are the cutest things EVER) today.....I was relieved that neither were cats or dogs and certainly not horses (I can't get that disturbing image out of my head). They were wild animals that didn't know any better, just going about their natural business. They know how to find food on there own, and build a comfy house, they just haven't learned how to cross the street.
In the time I've been back in B.C., I've seen a bird or two on the side of the road, and a squirrel, and most recently the raccoons. Although it is sad to see that they lost their lives to speeding cars, it's nice to know, that it's not someone's pet, and that they probably had a full life before running straight into heaven.
Please think of the poor pups and kits in both Cancun & Playa del Carmen and either donate a little bit of time while you are on vacation there....or a little dinero that will go a long long way in helping these animals find homes. Please see links below. Kits and pups need homes, and when they have homes, they will most likely stay there, safe, where they belong.
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
I wanted to show JJ and Marsha how great Vancouver is and lucky me, they wanted to see the things I wanted to show them anyways!
The first afternoon they arrived they visited my departamento for a bit and had some local coolers (YUM). We started to get hungry so we went for sushi and headed to meet up with my bro and his woman. We met an interesting character who layed down on the floor and humped a chair, and showed us his hairy ass. You could say it was a bit of a gong show and it was. We were later joined by my amigo Edwin and his friend Daudy. Drinks and fun were had by all and the next day the tour was to begin at Granville Island!
Here is Diablo....Queen of the new pad:
Off to Granville mercado we go. It was a rainy day which kinda sucked but the coloUrs of the Island (it's not really an island fyi) are so vibrant we barely noticed.
I could go on and on and on about what we did and what we saw but you know.....reading is hard work. So check the pics out!
On first entry to the market:
Mini-grapes and giant grapes:
Princess cake. Not cheap. Princesses are not cheap. Thus the high price. (Shitty tag tho, get a new one.):
Use your imagination:
LEMONS. A rarety in Mexico:
"Me and Jenny goes together like peas and carrots." ~Forest Gump
And you thought YOU could pile some cherries. Yeah....sure:
Italian Deli yumminess:
You'd think this picture was taken in Nova Scotia or something:
Shop here if you would like to become a ventriloquist:
Joyce and her amiga Marsha said that they wanted to eat at the greatest Indian restaurant in the world, Vij's. Apparently it was in the New York Times and Anthony Bourdain boasted about it. I knew nothing of the sort but wanted to make them happy. So we figured we'd try and locate the place to get a vibe off it. Was it fancy? or Casual? What was the dealio. After finding the place, and a parking spot to die for, we decided to wait outside with the others until it opened. Good thing we stayed when we did because the line-up went down the frickin block!
Here is a portion of the deliciousness:
Thank god we stayed. The food was to DIE for. Really. It was that good. This was some seriously real Indian food and we stuffed our bellies. Don't ask me about the decor because I wasn't a fan but I think the point is THE FOOD. So if you're ever in town, go early and wait for your table. It is worth it. No reservations. Just show up.
The next day we headed to Stanley Park and Queen Elizabeth Park. Another MUST if you are a tourist in Vancouver. Thank god it was a nice day.
Here we are in front of the Vancouver Aquarium:
Bee on purdy flower:
Pond and natural beauty:
Monument to the fallen:
A tribute to the lumbermen of British Columbia. Lumberman's Arch:
Joyce looking all cute in the arch:
As a memorial, you can buy a plaque on a bench in the park and dedicate it to those loved ones who have passed:
First Nations Totem poles:
Views from Prospect Point:
Lion's Gate Bridge:
Fountains and the Bloedel Floral Conservatory in the background. When Joyce asked, "What's that!?", I said, "It's Cancun!". We went inside and she said "Ohhhh now I get it!". You see, it's all hot and muggy and jungly in there.
These are the famous Lions Heads of the Vancouver skyline:
Another view of downtown Vancouver and the mountains in the background:
Queen Elizabeth Park:
More to see at Queen Elizabeth Park:
When Deana came we just hung out in my apartment and did as much shopping as we could so that she could get some treats for the trip back to Cancun. We all met up for a nice Dinner at Cactus Club Cafe (love the yam fries) and called it a night.
Everyone left the next day, and I was glad they all came to visitarme. :) Thanks guys!
Hope you liked the pics. If I had maybe two more days it would have beena more complete tour, but I think you get the idea. It's pretty cool up North (pun intended). HA!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Help please? What should I call it?
I have "Back to B.C." on my twitter. But it doesn't seem to have the same spunk as Mexico "Way".
While it looks like Cancun may just get by with some rain, you never know with these things. Until it passes, I don't think anyone can breathe a sigh of relief.
Whatever the case, be safe my Cancun friends. Get your Jesus candles, tuna and water. It's not like you'll never use them again if you over-stock.
For those of you interested in following, here are some links for ya:
National Hurricane Center
Dr. Jeff Masters' WunderBlog - He makes it easy for you to understand the storm and doesn't throw a lot of weather mumbo jumbo at you.
I find it's best to keep an eye on all 3 websites (National Hurricane Center, Wunderground, Weather.com) because all projected paths will vary slightly from one website to the other.
Here's hoping it turns out to be a dud.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
The Great Northern Trade
U.S.A.: You bring me gift of big bottle of Valentina.
Fact: Valentina is from Guadalajara, Mexico.
Question: Why is the U.S.A. trading Mexican products?
(Thanks for the GIANT bottle Joyce and yes, everything is in French in English. See! It confuses you too!)
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Get with it amigos. PULEASE. Gracias.
I expect you all to be in acuerdo conmigo becauase that's the way I roll.
P.S. Twitter addy (even though only one person is interested): http://twitter.com/backtobc
If that doesn't work, Spanglish me and I'll correcto it.
P.S.S. I already wished her a Happy Bday but Happy Cumpleaños to the Lisa Love! I know you had a good happy day and you deserve it!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Bits Before I Forget...
- Diesel's other ball was removed. Apparently up North you are looked at as a bad person for allowing your pet to have balls, or even one ball in Diesel's case. Supposedly it's suppose to stop dogs from being aggressive (which he is not) and make him chill out from being horny. He is currently humping tigger so you can see how well THAT worked.
- Cans (latas) of food here do not have the ever popular easy pull off top like in Mexico. You actually have to use a can opener. Oh how I hate those. Why is it Mexico caught on to that and yet up here not so much?
- The city is so "green". Trees everywhere. I like it.
- There are signs that say, "Thank you for picking up" and it has a picture of a person picking up dog shit. I like them. They say thanks instead of "Pick up your dog shit or else I will flatten your car tires!". I'd say about 98% of the people pick up their dog poop and the other 2% ran out of bags and so therefore didn't use their bare hands and just left it there. So guess who's picking up a shit these days? Yup you guessed it. The defiant dog poop picker upper.
- Theresa, remind me to take pictures of my dad's garden for you. You will die. It's amazing.
- I'm on twitter now. If you're interested .... tell me. If not, then na na na na na see if I care.
- He's still humping.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Ooohhhhh He Crossed the Wrong B@#$%!
In Mexico, people are pretty relaxed about things, tolerate more things (loud music until the wee hours in the mornin, no water, no electric, etc), and don't pick up their dog shit.
In Canada, there are rules and regulations, people expect top-notch service, and there are signs that say "pick up your dog shit" and people pretty much pick it up.
But some people just take the rules and what they think are their rights a little too far.
For example...this evening...I was out taking my dog for a liesurely walk. We went out of the gate and he peed on the bushes outside the gate (public property might I add).
Some man comes out and says, "Can you not let your dog piss there! My yard smells like dog piss!".
I stood there in silence for a few moments in complete shock that a) this man said this, b) this man was so rude, c) insinuated that my 2 lb dog made his yard smell like piss (lets get real folks, he was making it up), d) was complaining about dog piss on a bush OUTSIDE his yard, e) would even bitch about piss instead of shit and e) made it seem like I'm responsible for this pissy mess when I moved in LAST NIGHT.
So I stared at him and threw spears via my eyeballs and said, "Are you kidding me????" in the calmest most evil voice evah! (Notice how I left out the "fucking" in "Are you FUCKING kidding me?"....cuz I'm more polite than that.)
And he says to me, my yard, it smells and your dog is peeing here. I said, "You know what, I just moved here YESTERDAY!".
And he BLINK BLINK BLINKED at me and said in snotty way that meant he thought I was lying, "OH yeah".
He thought I was lying and then he realized I was pretty frickin serious.
I could not believe the rudness of this bastard. So then he goes, "Oh well, sorry but I don't want any dogs pissing on my bushes.".
So, I said, "Well put up a sign before you start attacking people. My dog weighs two pounds and I seriously doubt that he is pissing up your yard.".
Wonder who pissed (pun intended) in his cornflakes this morning. Perhaps his woman isn't giving him any because he's such an ASSHOLE and thats why he's attacking random dog walkers.
Too bad I'm not a man. I'd go take a leak on his bushes once it gets dark.
Seriously, what a sign of karma. The dude is a jerk so Señorita Karma sent the dogs to piss all over his yard.
No shit. Piss only.