I may actually be dying. I was eating a lovely fish dish made by the mexican housekeeper, Paola, when I ate a huge jabanero thinking it was avocado by accident. I have never felt such pain. I tried stuffing a piece of bread in my mouth which didn't work, and then swigged fake milk from the carton (they don't have real milk here). Then I ate cereal. The pain has finally dulled but I feel like I have an ulcer or something. She MIGHT be trying to poison me. In case of death I'd like Kevin to take care of the kitties, Nick can finally have Si, and Julie will get my Louis Vuittons. Double L can have the Mark Jacobs. That's about all I have of value.

So I tried to create some video for you of my 'hood, which I think will be the complete opposite of the beauty of the oceanside. It's hard, they don't appreciate the "gringa" videotaping and essentially poking fun at their wares. I keep trying though. Soon.

Only made 100 dollars (1000 pesos) for the Humane Society today. Boo. Just not enough wacky cruisers in town!

Tomorrow I teach, then coffee with a student, then off to Playa Del Carmen to check out their yoga scene Friday and Saturday! I won't be on inet so you'll have to wait until Saturday night at the earliest to get a post. I know, I know, how will you survive? You can re-read my old gems to keep yourself going. I'll try to sneak another one in before I leave tomorrow, but no promises. If I can get some more good 'hood video without being accosted by mexicans.

Off to indulge in some Pepto Bismal to help heal the ulcer!
Adios!