Trip to Concá

Pt. 1

So, I just went to a trip with my dad and my uncle. We went to a place called Concá which used to be an old sugar plantation. We took off at nine and arrived at six, it was a long and actually dangerous trip with old roads, many town-crossings and a LOT of curves. When we finally arrived the place was like a blessing. It’s not that big and it looks like the type of place you’d come to relax and have a good time. It has a pool and rather big gardens, but not as huge as I would expect. Maybe it’s because I haven’t fully taken a look around.
The buildings are very colonial and painted in a soft cream color with red. Sadly, this place doesn’t have a phone, and the TV is rather limited. (1 channel) Regardless, we just arrived, and we still have a couple of days to spend and find out just what makes this place so interesting so as to come all the way here.
Hopefully we’ll have time to have dinner now. Dad’s gone to bed, so if I don’t do something now he’ll fall asleep.

Pt. 2

Well, we ended up visiting the town next to the hotel (4 km off north-east) called, oh surprise, Concá!
It was in a word, depressing. A two street (literally) town with an old mission built by Franciscans as its only bit of interest. Other than the fact that certain indigenous groups called Paman (Indians, for lack of a word, since some people think that Native American only applies to anything past the Rio Grand to the North) are to be avoided lest violent –and often embarrassing- situations ensue. Well. We went there on the insistence of my dad and unlce and I already KNEW it would be like that, but, well, they’re paying for the trip. So, yeah. We stayed there, realized there was NOTHING to stay for after visiting the aforementioned mission and came back to the hotel’s restaurant.

The hotel, to be a little more descriptive, has several intricate gardens, which I’ll endevour to take a picture of, and it’s generally a nice place to stay. I could tell more, but, again, my two adventurous kin decided to visit the place in the night time when visibility is close to nothing. Besides that, we found a place called the “Fountain of Power” (Dun dun duuuuuuun!) which is a pretty impressive fountain with several natural rocks organized in their respective charka parallels and (to my annoyance) included also a “Meditation 101” little script next to the proclamation of purpose.
I can just imagine part time yogi’s or martial artist-wannabe’s that sit down there and follow the instructions and pretend later on that they know what the heck they are talking about. N00bs.
Don't get me wrong- the place is beautiful and there was some interesting things, like the 500 year old tree.
Anyway, I was supposed to write part of my Dystopian Fiction Essay now, but I can’t be bothered- too tired. Will do tomorrow.
So, that’s it for now.

Pt. 3
Next morning. Well, we woke up early, had a good breakfast and decided to go to the nearby town of Jalpan, where another mission stood. The town was much bigger than Concá. Much, much bigger. We walked through the market, along the plaza and inside the church, and I am afraid to say that other than the old church Jalpan doesn’t have anything else worth visiting or paying attention to, even if it is bigger than the one before. I will give them this, though: They keep the town clean.
The other problem that arose (besides the weight of boredom) was the arrival of more tourists in the hotel. So far they have made it much noisier in the 10 minutes since their arrival, and by the sounds of it, they’ll carry on. So much for peace and quiet.
My dad and my uncle went out to walk while I wrote. Frankly I don’t know where the heck they’ve been two for the last two hours, since there is not that much around here. Maybe they’re at the restaurant having a long talk and a few drinks. More likely than not, they’ll come back when least expected.

Pt. 4
Just like I said, they did turn up unexpectedly. Oh well. Turns out they were just talking outside the hotel. There wasn't much to do apparently. :p

We had dinner and went to sleep. The next day consisted basically of the looooong way back home. I had to drive back for a bit. Now, for those that have never been to the Sierra Gorda, here's some advice: Don't go there.

It's mostly nothing more than desert, dangerous curves up in the mountains next to cliffs, so one small mistake and you're a goner. Annoying to say the least. But we did good time and stopped at Tequizquiapan to eat. It was a good meal. I ate Arrachera, which is an Argentinian cut, if I am not mistaken.

We arrived at Mexico City at 6, but didn't get home until 8:30is, which should come as no surprise to those that live here.

It was all in all a generally fun trip. Despite the lack of places to visit, and I did get to eat a lor of food!

Anyway, I was also supposed to write about Koba's wedding, but I don't feel I can do it justice for now. I will write about it later though.

-Nya!

Didn't really feel like posting anything right now. Too tired from a long trip.
Tomorrow: Koba's Wedding! Trip to Concá!

In the meantime, Test:

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Very Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Extreme
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	High
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very High
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Very High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	High

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Flying away....

So, I'm flying off to Mexico tomorrow morning at around 12, that means I have to wake up early, get in time to the train, and meet Ripton at Wimbeldon so he can give me and Stacey a ride to Heathrow Airport. Yay.

I'll be arriving in Mexico at around 11:00 PM so, if you guys wanna see me, you know where. :p

On the other hand, I'm free of Uni, but not of work. I'll have to send my finished essays and work by FedEx to Uni and hope they get in time!

Anyway, see you all later!

-Nya!

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Trips of all kinds

The "CW-D"

The trip to York started a bit later than expected. Fortunately, my ticket allowed me to go in whatever train I wanted, so I wasn't overly concerned, the problem was that here "light-time" does go pretty fast in Winter. By 5 its almost completely dark.

Anyway, long trip, watched a lot of things from the window that gave me story ideas. I even met an old lady at the York Train Station who'se nickname was the "4 Museum Granny" because she would tackle four of those a day whenever she went to London. (Basically because they are free).

My trip's final destination was a little town about 1 hour and a half from York called Knaresborough. The place is a placid little town with some interesting land-marks, such as an old Castle, a huge bridge and a legendary Witch with profetic powers known as Mother Shipton.
Terry Pratchet and Neil Gaiman used a character based on her on the book "Good Omens" apparently, she was very, very good at making predictions and most of her predictions have come true.

Sadly, "Mother Shipton's Cave" was closed. They used to keep it open all the time, but it has a new owner and the bastard closed it on september. ¬_¬

Regardless of that, the little town was pretty interesting. Not only did I actually found an alley called "Green Dragon" but they were in the middle of a Fair called the "Edwardian Fair" and people from the town and most shopkeepers would dress up in clothes appropiate for the times.

Bought a couple of things at the market and had some interesting chats. The trip ended by me going to Leeds and then taking a train back to London to Roleplay!

Roleplaying!

Finally, after so long I managed to roleplay a character of my own.

My PC, Akasha Sunhorn is a Tiefling Ranger/Cleric of Sif, and I rolled pretty high, so, doing good! Me and Sam finished a lvl 1 adventure with only two characters (his being a Chosen One, or something like that, named Lann) when we were only lvl 1 and I was only a Ranger (he is a Sorcerer now too) so we make a pretty good combination. Later on, Kiana and Ripton also got into the adventure as a Rogue and a Bard respectively.
The best thing was that it completely reminded me of the RPG sessions back home that would carry on for hours, all night until early morning (We managed a 9:30 PM meet to 8:00 AM break up) we had to finish earlier than expected because Ripton and Kiana wimped out on us (They were too tired, they said) so we were kicked out by Ripton. Kiana stayed, of course. Ripton being the Gentleman he is (honestly, he is) let Kiana stay over yet again.
I cannot yet decide if seeing Kiana curled up in a ball with her head covered by her scarf was: a) cute or b) really sad.
It was a night of good laughs, adventures, closed shops and impromptu dancing sessions for the benefit of the Roehampton Security Team.
I would post more details on the adventure, but Ross, who is the Dungeon Master, already has a website for it, which I will link to eventually that has Character Stats, Brief history of the world, info on the Wytchrocks and also summaries of the adventures.
Hopefully, Stacey and Becky (Ross’ friend) will join up soon.

You can check the game's webpage HERE

The RPG quote of the day goes to Sam and Ripton.
Sam (calculating damage)- “…13 minus 8… is…”
Ripton (Falling asleep, completely sarcastic) – “About five. Just about.”

Creative Date!

Well, I went on my "CW Date" this saturday. And it went great! I can't believe just the amount of things I noted, the amount of things I wrote, the new experiences and places!

I don't have much time now, but I'd like to thank Stacey for suggesting I go to Mother Shipton's Cave. It was a long trip, but it was extremelly interesting. I will transcribe some of the notes I made on the blog at a latter time.

-Nya!