Only one week to go
October 27, 2006
So here we are, it is not a year from now, neither 6 months from now, not even a month from now, but rather just a week from now. By this time next Friday we should know what our future will be. I certainly hope that everything will work out the way we have planned it.
My last couple of weeks in Mexico have been fun, but difficult at the same time. Too many things to think about. A bit of hardship here and there, but I think I have been able to manage everything.
Last week, Cejon and I returned to Zimapan for one last time before I leave. It was great. We had loads of fun. We got there Saturday morning after fixing a bent rim thanks to a hole in the road to the Lake. Luckily there was a tire fixing place in this little bitty town in the middle of nowhere that had all the top-notch technology tools many places in the city do not have. As soon as we got there, we saw Celerino, a boat driver Cejon had already been with. He was so funny and professional at the same time.
Later in the day it got really hot. We had a hard time cooling off and keeping hydrated. Fishing was also slow, at least for me, until almost a bit before dark. Sunday was a different story, cloudy and cold. Really nice. Fishing of course was a bit more active too. Anyways, we had a great time, and just before leaving I had to throw my good-bye shot and, oh surprise, I caught my biggest fish @ Zimapan. A hefty 3Lbs 6oz Florida Black Bass. It was amazing. Sadly we had to come back.
Pictures are available here
What remains of my time here is to get everything together for a safe return home.
~ nico
My last couple of weeks in Mexico have been fun, but difficult at the same time. Too many things to think about. A bit of hardship here and there, but I think I have been able to manage everything.
Last week, Cejon and I returned to Zimapan for one last time before I leave. It was great. We had loads of fun. We got there Saturday morning after fixing a bent rim thanks to a hole in the road to the Lake. Luckily there was a tire fixing place in this little bitty town in the middle of nowhere that had all the top-notch technology tools many places in the city do not have. As soon as we got there, we saw Celerino, a boat driver Cejon had already been with. He was so funny and professional at the same time.
Later in the day it got really hot. We had a hard time cooling off and keeping hydrated. Fishing was also slow, at least for me, until almost a bit before dark. Sunday was a different story, cloudy and cold. Really nice. Fishing of course was a bit more active too. Anyways, we had a great time, and just before leaving I had to throw my good-bye shot and, oh surprise, I caught my biggest fish @ Zimapan. A hefty 3Lbs 6oz Florida Black Bass. It was amazing. Sadly we had to come back.
Pictures are available here
What remains of my time here is to get everything together for a safe return home.
~ nico