Gringolandia

I just arrived in Cancun after a grueling 24 hours of travel. Last night myself and the newly weds  left Casper at about 8pm. We spent an uneventful night in the airport. However, nothing makes me feel more like a bum than crawling out of my sewn up goodwill sheet, and grunting on the floor in the darkest corner of the Denver International Airport.
   This go around I am trying out the international couch surfing circuit, and I am impressed! Half out of necessity, because not a single hostel room was available in Gringolandia on New Years Eve, I searched out a host in Cancun. Irac accepted my request right away, and picked me up at the chaotic bus terminal in downtown Cancun. While he navigated the obsurd  downtown traffic to his apartment, he told me he has lived in every state in Mexico, plus Torronto, Canada and New York City. Once we arrived at his super chic/modern apartment he told me that tonight we are going to party all night long with his friends, and it is going to be a real Mexican New Years celebration. So now I dont want to be the lemon guest that falls asleep before the salsa dancing evens starts! I am taking a power nap, and getting my party face on! PRONTO

Tomorrow I am headed to Isla Holbox to meet up with an Italian girlfriend I met in Costa Rica. La vida esta Buena! Feliz Año Nuevo. Aye, I have to over come my fear and start speaking spanish quickly!