Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Reunion!



This last weekend I went to Guadalajara to see my old roomies Martha and Mineko. They still live in the same house, so it was like coming home again. With a few noticeable differences. The furniture is different, and Martha replaced me by buying a dog. Flattering, really.

We spent a great weekend catching up, eating too much, gossiping and shopping. It was so nice to see them again, it was like not seeing my sisters for three and a half years. I got to meet their new dudes, see other old friends and realize that time passing doesn't necessarily mean that things change that much.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Carnaval in Veracruz!

It's no Rio, but Veracruz is one of the best places in Mexico to celebrate Carnaval. Obviously we couldn't miss out on the party, so 7 (six girls and one guy-- lucky bastard!) of us traveled to Veracruz to see how the Veracruzanos got down. Before the festivities started, we attempted to do a bit of sightseeing. Veracruz is a port city, so while there is a boardwalk along the ocean-- it's kind of ugly. Veracruz also is the home of the Mexican Naval Academy (pictured above), so there were a few sailors to be seen that weekend.
The first night we were there, we managed to get into the carnival spirit by purchasing these cheesy masks! We went to see a few performances, and of course-- started to get our drink on. The vibe in the city was pretty amazing, it was ridiculously full and everyone was there to have a good time. The best thing about people in Veracruz is that they love to dance! So, while bands are playing or parades are going on, people are getting their dance on. We partied late into the night/early morning, and woke up ready to do the same thing the next day!

The next evening, before going to see the big Carnaval parade, Katie and I decided to buy the shiniest fabric we could find and make these shirts. To add to the beauty, we also purchased some intensely fake eyelashes that made us look like drag queens. Luis got in on the fun by buying a moustache.

We were obviously looking very good that night, because we even got interviewed by a Mexican television station! The anchorman loved Katie, and she egged him on by blowing him kisses. The parade ended up being pretty awesome, lots of dancers and great floats. It was a VERY Mexican parade- it started 4 hours late. It was worth the wait, as there was entertainment while waiting for the parade. The beer Sol sponsored Carnaval so it had set up all these stages where people were competing in competitions such as dance-offs. The copious amounts of cheap beer made those competitions pretty entertaining.

Luis, Katie and I met up with the others later on (they were too lazy to come to the parade) and ended up going to a cantina where there were lots of old people dancing to salsa and banda until the wee hours of the morning.

The next two days we decided to relax on the beach. The one small problem was that we had no hotel room booked for the last night. That small problem was more like a big problem because there were absolutely no hotel rooms available. Luckily, our friend Chelsea had 2 friends in Veracruz for Carnival and they had a hotel room with 2 double beds and ample floor space. We managed to all sneak in for the night (definitely cozy). However, Chelsea's friends had a flight out at 5 a.m. the next morning and the hotel had no idea we were all crashing in their room. We figured we had at least a few hours grace period before the maids came around to clean, but they came sooner than expected. Around 8 a.m. the maid opened the door, screamed "AY, DIOS!" and slammed the door. A minute later, the phone started ringing and we all realized that our free stay had come to a hasty conclusion. We grabbed all of our stuff and headed out one at a time. Luis tried to convince the maid that the two girls had just found him on the street and brought him back to the hotel, but they weren't really buying it.

Despite the stressful awakening, we spent the rest of the day on the beach relaxing, headed back into town for a romantic seafood dinner (I ate seafood at least 2 times a day the whole time I was in Veracruz....mmm....mariscos) and caught the bus back to Mexico City, arriving 2 hours before class Monday morning!

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Monday, January 28, 2008

Groupies

It's official. My friends and I are now groupies.


Our neighbor, Gonzalo, is a musician who plays in 4 bands. This weekend and last weekend we went to his shows, got to know a bunch of his friends and have basically embraced our lives as groupies. It's pretty awesome, we even got a shout out at the show this weekend-- they thanked their Canadian fans for coming all the way from Canada to watch them. Nice, eh? It's fun walking into places and not having to pay because we're "with the band". ;)

It's a pretty good life- Gonzalo and his friends drive us around, take us fun places, help us improve our Spanish and most importantly- they are really entertaining guys who love to party. My sleeping patterns and my liver are suffering a bit, but it's more than worth the sacrifice.

It's quite a different vibe hanging out with these guys, they are all super creative (mostly musicians) and they have a completely different lifestyle than the grad-school-then-work-for-the-government . I'm pretty sure some of them will end up being semi/famous. A few of their friends already have their own Mexican television show where they play pranks on people. One of the guys on the show is going to be in a Christmas movie sponsored by Warner Brother's where he plays an elf that has been expelled from the North Pole for wanting to commercialize Christmas. Random, but awesome!


Here's a photo of Gonzalo onstage.

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Monday, January 21, 2008

The Krazy Kanadian




I have to admit, this is the story that really made me realize I had to start blogging again so that I could share this story with the world because it's SO RANDOM!

There was a party at my friend Julia's apartment last week because it was her Mexican roommate's birthday. A bunch of us went to hang out (because what's better than a house party on a Thursday night?) and were chatting with her roommate's friends. One of my other friends- Andrea- saw this random girl with 2 braids that looked really familiar. A few hours later, we end up talking to this girl, and it turns out that Andrea and this girl had a class together at McGill. It was so random-- we were at a pretty small house party in Mexico City, where one of our Canadian friends runs into another Canadian that she had a class with Montreal. Yet another example of how freaking small the world is!

Now, this chick was really nice but pretty crazy. Apparently, she works at a bar back in Montreal and always has a lot of energy and is a little loca. She left the party with some Mexican dude (not the one she had come to the party with). We all thought she had just gone to umm..."experience Mexican culture"-- but that wasn't the case. Most of us went home by 5am, but then this Krazy Kanadian shows back up at my friend Julia's house. She doesn't just show up, she shows up HAMMERED and holding one of her braids! According to the girl, she just decided she wanted to shave her head! So she had this random Mexican dude CUT OFF one of her braids and shave HALF of her head. When she shows up to my friend's place she's just running around trying to figure out how to get home- she doesn't have her phone, purse or her friend's address because her friend took her stuff home for her after she left. She wakes up my friend Julia's roommate (please imagine yourself in Julia's roommate's position- it is your birthday, you are very wasted, you have to wake for 8am to go to work and you are woken up by some chick who is half bald and swinging her braid around) and gets her friend's number, but the phone is dead. Oh, and she is also holding a shaving kit that the random Mexican dude lent her.

She ends up just crashing on Julia's couch and comes over to my place in the morning with Julia and Andrea for breakfast. Now, Julia and Andrea didn't really know how to react the night before when this chick showed up (Julia kept trying not to laugh, but couldn't really hold it in), so they just didn't really say much about the whole head shaving this. Well, you know me-- I obviously said something along the lines of "what the HELL were you thinking?". She gave me some bs answer about how she wanted to cut her hair for a while, and she just really felt like doing it that day. Riiiiight. I am interested to know how she is going to explain that situation to a Mexican hairdresser when she shows up to get rid of the other half of her hair.

The photo evidence is above. Unfortunately, a scarf is covering the bald part of her head- but she is holding one braid and the other one is poking out from her scarf.

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Baggage, Bronchitis and Boats

The three B's pretty much sum up my first week and a half here. Both my bags were lost (and one may be lost forever), I've been coughing a lung out because I have bronchitis (welcome to Mexico!) and we had some fun at Xochimilco. Xochimilco is touted as the "Venice of Mexico"-- boats maneuvering around canals. That's about all it has in common with Venice, since it's more like "pimp my boat", it's not really romantic and people of all ages go there to party in the middle of the day. Basically, it's an all-around good time!

Some more pictures can be found here

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The Return

I know it's been a long time since I've blogged-- and I'm not sure exactly why I've let my blog lie dormant for so long. Actually, that's a lie. It's mostly because I was busy/lazy/talked to a lot of people on a semi-regular basis while I was in Ottawa. Since my last post a lot has happened which I can't really be bothered to recount in detail (a ridiculously fun summer in Ottawa, trip to Colombia, finishing my last classes and defence at NPSIA, too many parties, road trips etc.). So-- I'll just start with the here and now.

The impetus for the renewal of this blog is to chronicle my time the second time around in Mexico. I'm in Mexico City for the next five months, and judging by the events of the last few weeks, it's going to be a crazy ride. I don't want to inundate people with mass emails (although they are so personal and give everyone a warm, fuzzy feeling), so I've decided to just start blogging again so people can check up on me at their leisure. Feel free to comment!

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Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Quebec City





A few weekends ago some friends and I went to Quebec City for Carnival. Our first mini-road trip together! Quebec City was beautiful, I felt like I was in Europe again.

One of our main goals on this trip was to find Bonhomme. Or just-- a bon homme.

Highlights of the trip:
-Our plastic trumpets. Which, unfortunately, were lost by the end of the night. But were so awesome while we had them.
-The really trippy Carnival parade. Why were there so many balloon animal formations?
-The outdoor dance party. Only in Canada would you have an outdoor dance party in -25.
-Jean playing the piano for us
-Mini-quiches at 3am
-Singing the car. Trying to think what the songs of our lives would be and just after we got lost in Montreal Blue Rodeo said it best. "When we're lost, we are lost together..."
-Jean trying not to lose us in Montreal and stopping every so often and asking his friends: "Where are the 4 anglophones?!"
-A little Quebecois guy telling us our french accents were "special".
-Looking for Bonhomme. Singing the Bonhomme song. "Bonhomme, bonhomme, bonhomme, bonhomme, bonhomme"

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

Minorities on Ice


This weekend I took part in a quintessentially Ottawa activity- skating on the canal. The canal runs through town and quite a few people actually skate to work/school when it freezes over in the winter. Some friends and I decided to get out there and skate (my first time in a couple of years). Skating is the one winter activity I can actually sort of do (unlike skiing and snowboarding) so I was in! I did manage to wipe out once while I was trying to talk on my cell phone. I ended up catching my skate in a rut and fully wiping out. As I was attempting to gracefully get up again I heard a lady skate by and say to her friend "Oh, she was on her cell phone". Thanks lady.

As well, my friend Nicole turned and said to me "Aruna, look around, we're the only minorities here, we're surrounded by white people". We then agreed in the future we have to choreograph a "Minorities on Ice" routine. Stay tuned!

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Wednesday, January 31, 2007

A Labour of Love


It's taken a while, but it's finally off the ground.


For all those people who are in my heart everytime I have a pivo.

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