Day 10: Never travel with a diva!
I don't feel like telling this story again, but, pretty much, I will never travel with any diva ever again UNLESS there is a large group of people and I can stay away from the diva. I had 2 divas in my taxi on the way up, and they bitched the entire way back (and probably still are bitching), except when they were asleep THANK THE LORD JESUS because they don't understand that (1) tour guide books sometimes lie--or leave out important details, and (2) not every place is tourist friendly--meaning not every place you visit tries really hard to impress you; sometimes the people living in those places are just themselves. At least the taxi driver was fun! Honestly, you can't expect white sand beaches in a place where the majority of beaches have dark sand and average looking water. Also, if you don't like seafood, don't order the fish. 'Nuff said. Needless to say, snorkeling didn't happen (we didn't go to a touristy part of Colón, we went to a little indigenous Indian village).I want to thank my parents, Brian, and James for taking time out of their busy (ha!) lives to move me out of Brett's house. They all rule hardcore. Mom says I have to have a garage sale before I move back to Louisville, but I'd much rather just give it all away. :)
Tonight at dinner, I kind of felt like I was underwater the whole time, and it wasn't from the loud club music yesterday either. Cyndi and I kind of discussed (earlier today, when we came back to the hotel from DIVALAND) that there might be something in the air, or the air conditioners. When I told Cyndi that I felt like I was underwater (and kind of like my ears were full of water) she said she felt the same. She was congested last night and this morning before we left, so maybe we have the same thing. Or, maybe she's giving me what she had. Or, maybe I was just so fed up with the divas that my head exploded internally...
Hopefully, FB pics will happen tomorrow. :) I've got some pretty interesting ones! Also, finalizing my project will happen before FB pics, and laundry will happen sometime in all that mess.
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