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About as General and his boatman, arrived in Cancun on holiday.

dear reader here you'll find out on our long-awaited trip to the Yucatan Peninsula and more specifically to this tourist city known worldwide as Cancun.

We got up at the inopportune time of the five forty-five o'clock. My hubby, like good Mexican woman, the first thing I did was put clean the house. Women ... What you get to clean this time? - La confronted. Because the house is going to be alone for several days and I will not accumulate dust. Furthermore, as is your sister doing maid for Joey, I want at least be presentable. Swim is what you should do instead of cleaning the house .- I said. As usually happens, ignored. Quickly finished and bathed her, I bathe me and we were ready in about seven in the morning to go to the southeast of Mexico. We did not have
irresponsibility and valemadrismo, Contaxi company, who this time did not live up to its name and instead let "Sintaxi." Hopefully forever burn in the flames of hell! So
so quiet, never arrived. O treacherous villains! Damn false futile! (If anyone knows what does this mean then tell me). I ran and ran, across the doorway of our beloved home. After I crossed the street and then my park, until I reached the avenue that no longer crossed. I stopped the first taxi that happened and galloped back to the house for my damsel in distress and suitcases. Once together in the taxi, I sat down beside me to a charioteer and ordered the old man loudly: Al Mariano Escobedo International Airport, at full speed! Thus began a heated
corretinga through the streets of our city. The Lord of the cab, under the promise of a generous tip, he took very seriously the task of putting it into the airport in just fifteen minutes. Everything was going great until we stopped for a federal police.
He got the taxi and got off me. The policeman waved at him and I said: Get Involved to Cart please be right now. I was going to explain to the gentleman who was all my fault, when I pointed a finger and reiterated: That goal by car! I noticed that his companion was heavily armed and obeyed. Nor is it a matter of putting up with Samson beating kicking. While my wife tormented defender disadvantaged reproached me that this was all my fault and that if the poor guy was fined I would have to pay. It was not that and let us go, of course had to give the driver, good propinota in disgust.

finally flew gladly on the Gulf of Mexico in our plane (or rather Magnicharter), two hours later we gently deposit the Cancun International Airport. When we arrived and still being in the plane, the efficient staff of Magnicharter told us: When we go down, go straight for his suitcase, hence we tell them where their transport and go. NO ... I repeat ... NOT going to stop with people from the airport information service. We were talking and the baba heard this in passing. When I got off and walked to the side information module, it takes a girl's arm, Come over here please, which way? Over here. A thank you very much. Leads us to another powerful smile: Hi! Hi I answer. The first lady (ie my wife) still. Where do they come? De Monterrey. Ah ... I'm from Monterrey. See you than coincidence, "I say. Y pa 'then too late, get out a little map and it begins to put all his tirade in which we offered all the benefits of Cancun to crazy prices.
That and I turned around to see, we gave thanks and sincere smile to a girl then we slided mutual recriminations.
What you used to have traveled the world if we come to fall into the clutches of the first Masiosare to encounter in Cancun? Surplus is to say, we were the only ones who fell and the rest of the field Monterrey, if heeded the instructions and they were very perky waiting for your luggage in the band.

We climbed to a truck as we were leaving school at our respective hotels. That started all the instructions.
During the half hour drive from the airport to the hotel, another Masiosare, but the microphone, gave us a litany of what we do and how we have to do. Transportation, hotel, attractions, reservations, no chew with your mouth full, flip-flops to get out of the pool, take care at sea and other things equally unimportant.

The only attractions that caught my attention was that of a pirate ship to kidnap your wife. I raised my hand quickly to see where you had to sign up, with the inquisitive gaze of Brigadier General who threw me the same range. Oh disappointment! It turned out that this is just an assembly and in fact you had to do all the stunt with the pirates and go to her rescue, so you can return it in about an hour. So joke!
I asked what was the price so you do not return it and stay to live with Barbaneja, but do not want to give me.

This story will continue and if you accompany me, I tell you all the evils (not to say merits) of the hotels all-inclusive.

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Foreword I Stroll Holiday

A man stands in front of a supermarket shelf. What we try the very handsome gentleman, is to buy a sunscreen and a sunblock. Difficult task these days, in which the gap consumerism, we offer many options on the same product. What happened to those years when there was only ten Coppertone and coconut oil for sale on the beach, which was like a roasted chicken after half an hour in the sun? - Think your friend.
The aforementioned gentleman is stunned at the idea that there is almost no bronzing and have now been completely replaced by sunscreens. No sense in going to the beach if you do not burn a bit - think again him. Our friend, famous for the beautiful color "Tostao" grasping each time you visit the beach, refuses the idea that sunscreens are extinct.
to bottom shelf, far removed from their cousins \u200b\u200band uncomfortable, there are three tiny bottles of "Hawaiian Tropic" that if you are looking for the man.
The take and read the specifications carefully. One of them is defective and drains some of its contents into the palm of your hand. Immediately, the strong and pleasant aroma of coconut, brings very comforting memories of his passage on the beach. Its passage through all beaches whose sand is filled feet. Even if you decide to leave that bottle for peace, because it is defective, has another like it in your grocery cart.
blockers to no problem, since the world has now decided to move out of roasted golden bronzers give you, to keep the pale color of the office, which is uglier than an armpit of a lizard, they give you blockers . It has no problem finding one to take.

This troubled Knight is the pen (or the laptop would be more appropriate to say) and so begins our journey to the Yucatan peninsula, where the general and your dear Captain, we will spend six days on the beaches of Cancun.

But before boarding the adventure of the unknown and explore the exotic and mystical waters of the Caribbean, is a more difficult task to fulfill: to buy a conditioner to my spouse. Volume

the phone and frame. There are about seven different that you did I? Of it. "From whatever? I'm not comfortable with that decision, I am sure that you buy will be the wrong person. Bring me the mark "X" (nor is it to advertise free shampoos in this virgin blog). Okay, this is set to Smooth, Sensual Rizo, Dividing evenly, Brightness spectacular and mysterious opaque. For oily hair, for dry, rebellious hair for hair thinning hair and painted. Blonde painted, painted dark, red painted, painted and mottled harrier. There is also to revive the frizz (of course I do not know who the hell is the frizz) and kill the fritz too. Find one for defined curls. It is the only one not there. Bring me anything and I'm going because I'm bathing. It takes me! ... Reported
the one I purchased was the total satisfaction of my wife and all good.

already packed swimsuits. My partner refuses to use bikini (female), I say that it looks great but she ignores me. We have been extinct flip-flops and suntan lotion. We already have our plane tickets and necessary for the hotel. The camera and the battery is full and Joey have nana, which is neither more nor less than my dear sister "The Colonel." I'm ready for a relaxing vacation, where I will not do anything that is not, get on the pool, swim in the sea, drink some good mojitos, read a lot, write a lot, turn off the phone, shut down the television, eating well, becoming to get to the pool (two hours at least), sunbathe, buy some goody, visit a Mayan archaeological zone of these that abound there, maybe a tour and start again.
Can I accompany them? I can not take everyone, but I promise to take you through my thoughts embodied in the words for this blog pissed.
We are going to have fun, grab your towel and sunscreen and come with me overall and this beautiful journey full of brooding and self-contemplation.
It took us.

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Tale (which includes monkeys driven) Sławomir


TREASURE ISLAND

weeds with machetes cut short, we moved slowly toward the interior of the island. At last we were on the right track. One last effort and find the legendary treasure of Captain Morgan.

Gucio "Here," said my companion, and drove the knife into the ground under a large baobab branches. It was the place that once, in a coded map, drew a cross in the master's own hand. We threw the machetes
and grabbed the blade. We soon discovered a human skeleton. "It all fits
Gucio said. Under the skeleton must have a chest. There was
. Take it out of the hole and put him under the baobab. The sun reached its zenith, the monkeys excited, jumping from one branch to another, the skeleton showed his smiling teeth. Breathing heavily, we sat down over the chest. "Fifteen years
Gucio said.
was the time that had elapsed since we began to look for treasure.
Extinguish cigarettes and grabbed a bar of iron. The monkeys screamed more and more like parrots. Finally, the cover gave way.
In the bottom of the chest lay a sheet of paper, and in it: "Kiss me ass. Morgan. "
" The goal is never important Gucio said. What counts is effort to pursue it is not the fact achieve. Killed
Gucio and went home. I like the morals, but without going over. Sławomir

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I fly back to my house, after two long days at my other house that is always hospitable city of Celaya.
I do not think I ever told you, dear reader, but know that I lived in this city of the state of Guanajuato. Why Why? That has no importance. Serve
say I know this city like the back of my hand and when I get there, although it is well away from the hand of God, I feel that I get to my second home.
Perhaps some of these very worthy celayense I can read, think refrescármela several times by what I say about your city, however, is that deep within your heart, you know that I have reason.
Celaya has been a city famous for its history, battles and heroes who went out there. As has been concluded that sometimes seems to have decided to keep it under the same conditions.
But that's not important, as large companies might say: The most important is people. I can not boast that my time in this city, I had the privilege of reaping great friends and let them reap me me too.
Therefore, it is always a pleasure for me to get to the "Puerta del Bajio."
But never getting up at four o'clock!

four in the morning is an hour so tedious and annoying, which should invalidate all the clocks. It occurs to me directly from three to five in the morning, was declared a time of darkness, which by its doom, should not even be appointed.
Well, this unfortunate time, this beloved bohemian stopped for reasons that only I can attribute them to the dark arts, I could enter my body well formed and worked into the shower. Even the warm water that fell into this very cool October morning, I was glad enough to get used to the idea of \u200b\u200bleaving on my trip.
To all this must be added the martyrdom of doing this on Monday morning. It is not God!
As well as a zombie himself envied even by the George E. Romero, boarded the taxi and arrived at the beautiful and new package from the International Airport terminal B of the City of Monterrey. Look how pretty terminal! I really do not have anything to ask any other in the world. So I went upstairs, I spent a very beautiful rooms, full of people more beautiful still, waiting with his plane tlacoyos face. Then I noticed that my room was farther and farther. He finished the hallway and down the stairs to a room power are not as pretty, less pretty crowded as above, where I guess flights depart to destinations not so nice, as is the already mentioned case of Celaya.
That if ... people about six in the morning too tlacoyos your face like the above.

After we made a horrible place that reminded me of Auschwitz, we climbed into the tiny plane Aeromexico Connect, in which an average Aztec is very comfortable, but I with my nordic feet tall, I have to tilt your head to give me a Mulaz not the ceiling. The seats are a martyr for my Chinese was so empotradito in them, I swear I do not need a seat belt. Not even the most violent of the plane crashes, would be able to get me out of there.

With these setbacks and much ... much sleep, I undertook to the airport in Queretaro. The only thing I drew from my deep meditation with closed eyes, was the landing gear hit the concrete runway. My Stuff

Celaya work out very well. Dinner at the farmhouse I did better. The next day we took the most beautiful town in Mexico that is none other than San Miguel de Allende. Or in times of Allende ... San Miguel el Grande. There were.

A San Miguel de Allende is coming from Celaya, along a road that for those things of fate, is being remodeled. I thought the trip was going to be horrible, but it was awful. I do not think when the priest Hidalgo transited the area with all their hordes of insurgents, as bad as they passed us at that stage. Even the extraordinary dinner, nor the unique company able to banish from my mind back to Celaya for this unspeakable brink of death.

next day took us to the Bicentennial exhibition is very close to Guanajuato. In Silao to be exact. They tell me that this exhibition was opened by the much talked about issue of the centennial and the bicentennial. The truth is that both the curating, like what they have on display is very interesting. What is offensive are idiots who have put there to give tours to people.
will have to be very frank on the following: We have enough Mexicans to not knowing the great and rich history of our country, as for these jackasses come to make matters worse with their useless developed explanations on the events leading to formation of this country.
Thanks to the explanation of these Badulaques, now I think the cry for independence, gave in fact a baby mammoth that kept there.

already located on my plane, I turn next to a woman my age pretty. I say good afternoon educated as I am, I look up and down and turns. Do not blame her. So pretty sure it is, everybody throws in aircraft. What Silao known diva, is that I do I was throwing. Only because I am polite and greeted guapachoso. Saco

my computer to start writing this noble contribution to the literature of New Spain, and within minutes, the girl begins to snore as a trailer uphill. In this I must admit that if my type. Minutes later the woman is almost leaning against this writer and filling of the sleeve baba shirt. Things
destination.

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I can not be silent. The world needs to know I have gone along with the determined cross-General of being able to get pregnant.
As I commented in the past, dear reader, my beloved spouse and your dear and faithful servant, have revived the random cross-fertility. It is noteworthy that in this whole journey of hormones and hair, is a part that has been out of focus once you get the terrible news.
As far has not been the case, I must tell you dear reader, the arduous process of artificial insemination. So how would my grandfather Pancho Pistolas: Va tale! It all starts

General to begin to monitor to see how they have developed their follicles. Let me instruct you dear reader, that this word does not necessarily correspond to what we have in the scalp (or that's what I thought), is also where follicles develop women's eggs or something.
The fact is that the Doctor of the General whom we call The Gladiola, thoroughly studies the development of these follicles. Check your size shape and other things that really do not understand and I think you'll do neither. At one point she bet (and on the racecourse) on one of the developing follicles and my hubby prescribes different types of hormones to grow this or clean that.
This last time and no water goes, I ordered Gladiola next day should take my sample of semen (not her, I alone should be clarified), to insert in The General "ipso facto." It turns out that the multinombrados follicles have the same erratic temperament and his owner decided to break earlier than expected.
The feeling I had at that time, was what I imagine was Ernesto Zedillo when they killed Luis Donaldo Colosio poor and so no water goes, he said, "What do you think Doc? Going to be president.

Although I did what was in my power to dissuade the floral gallery, I could not and as you know I'm not daunted by the surprises, I acted like males merititos ... and there I was.

What we've seen on television programs or movies about this time that men have to do something, to take lie ... well we like, but not in a very controlled environment, not is that it's worse.
The den that touched me, is very similar to the quarters where the CIA torture to the most feared spy. There had to go to collect the sample ... my sample, to take my "kids" to a sperm capacitation.
They do not need such training, and are sperm! In a few years may be espermatosaurios, but now is the equivalent of someone taking a course on human being. Take it!

What my brave warriors need is a ovulística training. Train them in the noble art of seducing the hostile egg. Ownership rules, the Manual de Carreño, saying good morning, good afternoon, good evening. May I go and fertilize?, Take serenade, teach some of those songs that melt at the women as "Gem" and "The Gift", so then if ... to form the zygote precious communion to engender life. Would not it be better to change the curriculum of sperm Miss?
No sir. Sperm capacitation is to select the best of its kind. So is something like an "American Next Top Model" but with sperm? Well
something. Look, for example you gave us 28 million cells. They are many. Yes, but of those only 20% are normal. For five million are still many. Yes, but we selected the most rapid and vigorous. So it is rather like the Beijing Olympics. Well, yes. These sperm Olympic, topped, hair, we put them three Red Bull and are the insert to his wife. What technology!
I must say I am very proud of the number. Before I had surgery (told them about that later), the count was only three hundred. I imagine these Spartans fighting the battle of Thermopylae in value more than enough, but much less in number and without a lion to lead them.

Since my warriors are well trained, I give my specimen with which I have to run and down three floors, walk to another building, one floor down, to walk into the Gladiola and hand the baton relay as , to allow it insemination in the General, who is already on a stretcher with regulatory measures to this end and hope that these millions of sperm freshly scented, run as fast as I, to immortality. May God

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On Saturday there is food in my house with my in-laws, my brothers and fabulous Wonder Twins. So the invitation was courtesy of my sister, the Red Crayola, to meet together at home for the day.
to me was very happy, because the political family of my sister and family, "not policy" Pelon, is all my Quereres. At the Wonder Twins
we saw a few days after birth and do not see them again. Therefore the meeting was timely made me sick because otherwise the next time we meet will be graduating from college.

So we prepare for the meeting was to occur today and managed some catering options for the occasion. As of Wednesday this week, we agreed that the "Piatti Forte" (as the Italians say) would be delicious Carnitas Michoacán style, which certainly have nothing to do with Italy. Insuplantables developed by the hands of my dad.

The sharp Crayola decided after the Carnitas were not adequate. In long-awaited reunion with family policy How could we gave Michoacan style carnitas? Surely all attendees are going to shoot us uric acid and give us fuertes throes of cholesterol, instantly killing the audience and leaving the Wonder Twins in a helpless orphan, until someone take pity on them. We must recognize that the argument was dramatic as indebatible.

So my sister golden eared now, after a great deal of heady reflection, decided that the menu should be replaced by a healthy barbecue. Which is also responsible for killing the audience but a little slower. Giving time to the Wonder Twins learn a trade and develop fully before running out of family, to avoid becoming part of the vast row of children in the DIF cocoons.
Glory to God in the heights by the cunning of the Crayola!

Then everything went to hell and the family of hairless, had to cancel their attendance for the sad news beyond their control.
But as we were dressed and rowdy my sister told me by phone:

Hello. Hi How are you? Okay. Hey where wave? What's with that flesh? Well, with tonight's dinner. What was not food? No, and not food, it is now dinner. Well I guess we will have dinner right? Yes, but what's for dinner? What do you mean we're going to dinner Crayolita? Did not you tax your exotic menu for a roast? It's because I decided I better not. And that because life daughter? Because we are going to eat next week when we meet now, if the family of Old Baldy. We Monterrey delicacy, we can eat steak every day of our lives and deprive the rest of the food. Well I will not buy meat this weekend and next. It seems a very nasty attitude on your part. How do you like best burgers coal? How do you like best about Michoacan style carnitas? Do not be a clown ... You want burgers coal or not?
I almost do not really answer that I fancied its damned burgers, but I think the average age have become more cautious and conciliatory. A carbon
burgers are fine. - Answered. Great! What joy! See you at six. What do you at six? What was not dinner? Yes, but we said that at six. Who said? I told your wife that we were at six. I turned to see the General replied with a look of "I have no idea of \u200b\u200banything" and I said: "We arrived at eight? Why the eight? Alas!
I get to the time you want sister, eat what you give me and I return to my house so little calm as ever. So here we are and bring snacks. Invites Rabbits Fat Cattle and the Reformed. Heil Hitler!

Sometimes I wonder why my parents might not bought me a dog instead of having the brilliant idea to make me pay my troubles with the daughter of the SS.