Guilty Pleasures

According to all-knowing Wikipedia a guilty pleasure is something one enjoys and considers pleasurable despite feeling guilt for enjoying it. The "guilt" involved is sometimes simply fear of others discovering one's lowbrow or otherwise embarrassing tastes.

For some people is a terrible music choice, I must admit that I have some of my own like some songs of the backstreet boys.

There are other kind such as terrible movies that lack in quality, plot, humor. Here, I have none ;), I only like great movies, It just happens that I watch them according to my mood.

I should say that some of my favourite guilty pleasure is excentric taste in shoes. I was looking for the tradittional high heels, the ones that women have been wearing for decades, only I wanted them in shiny red!! yes, shiny shiny red aaaaand... i got them!!! with the matching purse!

I also have others like pretty paper to write letters in, and below this parragraph I share my joy with you, that my mom brought me some from Vegas just a few days ago, christmas motiff!! jijiji. Some lucky people will be receiving them these holidays.

The biggest guilty pleasure I have is coffee, I have a serious addiction. I have set up a coffee station in my room!!!

what are your guilty pleasures?

Auf Wiedersehen schönen München!

So, I am back home in Mérida and I left my beautiful Munich once more, not to return in the foreseeable future. I left my heart, my friends, my favourite places and all that jazz..

The cool part is that yesterday, the 18th of october, 2011, my residence permit expired and so I cannot come back to Europe in six months, SIX MONTHS!!! I know... such a long time, I don't think I'll survive :S

So, yesterday, equiped with my brother as a chofer (cuz I broke my glasses while biking and can't drive just yet), went to this restaurant in my city called: bierhaus and got some togo german beer. Then I went to costco and got the "chips" version of brezn, so... a gigantic USA size bag of pretzels. After that, I went home, served some of my HB dunkel for my mother and brother (whom could not drink cuz he is on antibiotics right now, so.. more for me jijiji) and prosted to this wonderful ending!!

Auf Wiedersehen meine schöne München, bist zum nechsten mal!

We give it all

So... in order to keep our minds sane and the people around us with working hearing sense, some of my friends and I have a reoccurrent karaoke night.

On wedenesdays, after practising all week (obviously), we go to this thai karaoke place. They hate us, at least that is my belief, but we go every week and order tea, without missing it or caring much for the terrible service.

In this place it is certain that you will get at least two songs. I must say that it is almost empty most of the times but it is a popular place in munich and there is always at least one table.. so, not so bad for an everyday karaoke place.

The fun part is that sometimes we go by themes: cheesy and bad (britney spears), or maybe just cheesey (backstreet boys), sometimes we go by oldies like madonna and (yes, someone tried) queen. There are also the signature songs like losing my religion, mr roboto, i will survive and so on. Sometimes we like to sing in group, as most of us are karoake loving cowards that love to go up there but not by ourselves, so we go for a group ensemble like... barbie girl and so on. 

I must say I love this karaoke evenings. There is the hard core group that (almost) never fails to attend, and the +1's, the extra guests and so on.. we are always trying to get new people in the this addiction for the sake of our fellow city habitants.. cuz then, what happens if we don't let ourselves go every wednesday??? we go around town singing deafly to the tunes of the shuffle in our ipods, and that is not good for anybody.

There is the project of having one week of pure karaoke, between the thai place and the multiple irish and australian pubs... but... well... for now, that is only a dream; it has to be carefully planned with strict strategy to work out everybody's life and commitments to the vocal intensity this requires.

The funnest part of these karaoke nights, is that, for the scarce 4 or 5 min on that tiny-badlighted-with-terrible-sound-stage, we are stars and give it all, to high and low, difficult, creepy or simply bad lyrics, to the terrible background videos of women or couples walking around strange cities no one has ever seen..WE GIVE IT ALL!!!

Then, the thai waitress gets a hold of the mic and starts singing from the shadowy shady corners of the kitchen, in thai, 2 or 3 songs in a row (once it went to 7), to the delight (sarcasm noted) of the whole restaurant... oooohhh.. this place is awesome.

sleep

i can´t... again

New year beach

For my winter vacation i came home to mexico to visit my family. Right now I am in Cancun with my mom visiting my sister and while she works all day, my mom and I suffer her absence with huuuuge micheladas by the beach with the caribbean and the ocean breeze on our faces :). Let's see... now who is jelous?

 The best thing about this huuuuge micheladas is that mine was made with nochebuena beer, a kind that they only make in this season and its dark, very very goood. Ahh yeahh... it also had big big shrimp in it! I know it sounds grose but it was actually quite delicious :D

After a little bit, Mafer, a friend from monterrey is here with her family, and she joined me and my mom at the beach and with a piña colada. It was a very nice morning to be repeated tomorrow :D

My birthweek

As some of you well know.. I LOOOOOOVE MY BIRTHDAY!! I celebrate for a week, hence: the birthweek :D

This starts on dec the 10th and finishes on the 16th, with the 13th (my birthday) right in the middle of it!

On friday night, dec 10th, lore and his flatmates made a huge and delicious italian dinner! orange duck with a bunch of appetizers, finger food, wine and desserts... all italian! it was sooo good and delicious. There were flatmates, +1's, significnat others, bf's, gf's, firends and all. Lots of people, lots of food, lots of wine! it was a good good night!

On saturday, lore and I went for some Glühwein, then went to marie's for dinner, met my friend jesus at the irish pub with his friends. then we went for some margaritas to the sausalitos im tal... please do not ever go there! its terrible! After that, we went to netzer and rocked it out! people left at different intervals, but lore and i styed until ike... 530, there was Ubahn again! :D

On sunday I carried out the main celebration, cuz then during the week is more difficult. I wanted eine bayerische Geburtstag! So we went to augustiner bräustuberl and had some beer and cheese and all the bayern shabang! i wore a dirndl and all. It was a lot of fun, got a bunch of presents, drank beer, lots of friends over.. all in all... a great time.

On monday, I went for sushi bar buffet, then to tollwood with jesus and feuerzangenbowle!!! and then to a persian place that lore took me to :)

On tuesday, i went fr llunch with Jesus to andechser am dom, had one dunkel and got drunk with just that jajajaja :) Also did some christmas shopping and at night, went with lore to his office christmas party, and ate and ate; and drank and drank, and made feuerzangenbowle yet again :D

On wedenesday, I went with the fantastic four (Katie, Ricky and Cheng) to have delicious lunch to dean and david's :) very healthy, very, chick, not so cheap. At night, it was the LMU office's christmas party, so we went and had a lot of fun with my ex-colleagues and some classmates! drank some beer with our own private santa and all. After we went to some karaoke that Ricky had propposed to go and had also a lot of fun singing along with gloria gaynor: I will survive.

On Thursday, final day of the birthweek, i went to move some stuff of mine to my new place and afterwards to an indian place, across from where i lived with casjen. It is a great place at the end of Theresienstrasse.

All in all, it was a great birthday :D

where is my mommy??

I am here, right now, sitting on my sister's couch in cancun. My sister has a dog, two cats, a canary and a boyfriend, so... lots of pets. The funny thing is that these pets, specially the dog (Boox = the black one in mayan) and the youngest cat (gatochi, very original given that gato = cat) are a peculiar couple. All of this pets are machos varones masculinos (male) and the oldest one is one of the cats, six months.

The peculiar thing about this couple, boox and gatochi, is that they do not behave like cat and dog, NEIN, they are good friends, Boox bites gatochi's leg like micky the mouse did to the corn cobs with goofy; and gatochi, well.. he is a little bit more disturbed.

Gatochi was saved by my sister from a crazy owner that literally banged him against the floor and threw him across the room to the walls. He was 3 weeks old when he came to live with Patty (my sister), he could barely open his eyes, his ears were not yet completly out and all. Of course, he was not ready to give up his mother's milk.

So now, gatochi, the crazy beauuutiful cat, comes over to hairy boox and finds a nice good warm spot and... starts looking for milk! yes yes, like kittens do to their mothers, they wrap their little tongue around their mother, push with their little paws and suck. Well, poor boox, has no nipples like gatochi's mother, nor milk, he only has hair and a warm big big belly, so gatochi just sucks on boox's stomach for long periods of time!!

Boox doesn't mind at all, he is a nice cute little puppy, but this image is disturbing and heart breaking, poor little gatochi misses his mommy!!

Michelin babies

 

The winter in Munich is beutiful! specially before christmas. With all the christmas markets, the glühwein everywhere, Winter tollwood, all of it! I t is beautiful all white and all, it looks like disney!

Yet, my favourite part are the michelin babie, what is this? - the reader questions the writer.

This is the funniest thing ever! The michelin babies. This are tiny people that theirs protective parents dressed up in so many layers that the poor creatures cannot move properly about. they have like 3 or 4 sweaters, visible through the 2 scarfs at the collar, plus their winter coats. They also have huge catterpillar-soled boots and huge hats that fall over their eyes.

This babies move about leaving behind a wake of destruction and pain! Pain to everybody's toes and poor dog's paws. But they look so happy running around in the snow that nobody says anything, not even the trampled dogs protest.

Michelin babies, my favourite thing in the Munich winter!

Le voyage français

So... right now im sitting in the sunny yucatán peninsula pondering if i should go to the beach or not. But it was not that easyyyyyy.

To get to this point i had to pass through the horrid traveling system in france. Horrid. Yes.

I was late for my baggage drop at the Munich airport.. true, but the air france lady told me not to worry cuz my flight was delayed two hour anyway. So calmly and happily I went to the waiting area by the gate, sat down and waited. And waited longer. And waited still!! I and my flight colleagues were waiting there for FIVE HOURS!!! guess why? two much snow in france and Charles de Gaulle airport had no idea what to do about it. And also because a lot of airports in northern europe (like all of the the great britain) where closed due to snow and bad weather, so Paris people of course had plane traffic jam!

We finally boarded the plane and had a nice and pleasant trip to CDG-Paris. The thing, was that I had a biiig chance to lose my connection to Mexico city. So, right off the plane I... RAN. I got to the conseil de les arrivées et les départs and serached for my connection, the saddest thing, it read: embarquement fermé!!! neeeein!! well, then i thought: my luggage is still inside the plane and documented to follow a plane that will take me no longer, so i searched for another flight to mexico city.. there was one, so I... RAN yet again, and kept on running until i got to the airfrance's desk and pleadded with this very nice young french lady to pleaaaaase put me ont hat plane even if i din't get my luggage. I still had chance to get to merida. She did put me on that plane. Then it got delayed even further! but i finally got on the plane. On the way to the new plane and all, I met two nice young mexican girls, that just like me, were suffering from french traffic skills. We had a nice and pleasant flight, ate, drank, talked, drank and drank again. Of course, by this time, even though i let my mother know about this, she was freaking ouuuuuutt!! cuz, inside the plane i didnt have my cellphone and i think my credit went dead, so i could call nor send a text... nothing!

Stranded in Mexico City's airport

When i got to mexico city, almost at midnight, of course my flight was gone. Everytbody's connection was gone. The airport was full of people!! finally got my connection rebooked, boarding pass printed, luggage claim straight to merida... all of it. Took out Scarlet (my beauuuutiful laptop) and, miraculeusement, remembered my infinitum (internet that can be public) password. Logged in and let my mother know i was still alive and well, and of the details of my arrival.

My hand luggage stranded with me

so, with my new two friends, I spent the night AWAKE at mexico city's airport!!!

]i got home and ran outside, it was ooo hot! like... 22°C and sunny.. dleicious! of course not with all the clothes i was wearing!

After the airport I went for good mexican breakfast! TORTAAAS!! That is like a baguette sandwich but with meat instead of just ham and cheese... its delicious!!!