December 07, 2004

Mexico is different - Mexico is different.

He was getting all packed up and was trying to get ready for the flight. He was going alone somewhere real for the first time and wasn't able to either deal with the fact that he was afraid nor admit it to himself. On the surface he was simply worried about the details of travel - exchange rates, Spanish phrases, packing first aid supplies.

In reality, he was eighteen, clueless and about to travel to a country full of strangers who were stranger than anyone he had ever met. He didn't know anybody in Mexico, and even though he was ignorant on this as well, he wasn't really there to meet anybody other than himself.

December 7, 2004 02:43 PM