Monday, May 11, 2009

This Actually Happened

Yesterday, on the way to Chablekal, we had a conversation in the car that went almost exactly like this (don't really remember how we got on the subject):

Karina: "Oh! You know what I want to do when we get back to Utah? I want to go ice-skating. I haven't been since I lived in Spanish Fork. Do you know how long ago that was [Over fifteen years]?"

Justin: "Yeah! I haven't been for years either. I like ice-skating."

Karina: "We need to remember to go this winter, oh wait, we can just go to Seven Peaks whenever. We need to remember to go when we get back. I mostly just want to see if I can still do it."

Justin: "I like ice-skating."


Or something like that. Anyway, then Karina had the idea to stop at this HUGE mall (complete with a casino btw) later that night otw back to civilization, which was still open pretty late. This mall was great. There was a train ride, some guys painted up in orange mime (kinda like a Mexican Orange Man Group) ambiguously pitching cellphone plans, stores with interesting names, lotsa Mexicans, no Americans, a horse, a man on fire, a movie theater, and a guy getting stabbed with a trident!

A lot of the store's names are in English, which probably have a certain chicness to the non English speakers here (we imagine something akin to ritzy clothing stores in America with French names or something, sounding sophisticated on the tongue but probably translating to "Sour Meat."). Here's the one we liked the best. We're aware that we have these back home, it's just that seeing it out of context like this totally changed our interpretation, especially when considering that the non English speakers most likely don't get the "haha" word-play obvious to English speakers.



All of that came later though. The first little miracle was the best of all. After parking our clowncar and documenting the existence of the in-mall casino, we stepped through the soundless space doors of the mall's South facing entrance (true actually), wayfaring toward the mysterious North. As we rounded the first corner, the shroud of disbelief was lifted from our eyes. The heavens parted. Karina gasped-squealed, nearly wetting her bombachas. And, about 40 minutes later, after a much needed bathroom stop, buying some socks, and being sucked into a time-vortex pet store, this (you guessed it) is what we did...

Hallelujah!!!!



"Weeeeeeeeeeee!"



"Weeeeeeeeeeee!"



"Weeeeeeeeeeee!"



"Weeeeeeeeeeee!"



Some of the kids can really skate too, but one guy was having a little more trouble. Justin caught this snap of Karina as the determined skater biffed it face-first to Karina's right. The force of the man's impact on the ice (which muffled his cry of "No ultra vez! [Not again!]") startled Justin, causing him to accidently depress the camera button at that exact moment. In his alarm, Justin also wet his bombachas.


"Doh!"




THE FUN WAS ENDLESS


"I like ice-skating. Do you?"



"Yes, I also like ice-skating. I loves it!"



*ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*! *SWWWWWWIIIISSSSHHHHH*!



*ice-skates gliding on recently-zambonied-ice-sound*!




*singing*, *sighs*, *applause*, the end.






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Chupacabra!!

5 comments:

Rachel said...

Hey guys! Great blog - looks like you're having tons of fun. I'm going to start using the phrase "No ultra vez!" as much as possible. Thanks for the laugh!

Bill Lee Goat said...

Did't Shakespear say when in Rome do as...?? And when in Merida do as...in Oslo?? That's cool... literally. badad

Spencer said...

So Jesus is in Mexico!!! Cool story Basel.

davidromeroedpsych said...

You guys need to give me directions to this mall--I've been looking for a place to get a Guy Being Stabbed By Trident forever!
p.s. omg Justin, are you growing a mohawk again?!

Justin said...

Acquire a plane ticket to Cancun and use it.

Then, hop on the 180 heading West to Merida. Just follow the signs all the way there. Or, if you want to avoid the toll roads, do this:

Follow the signs to Coba heading out of Cancun, heading West. From Coba, follow signs to Valladolid. Make sure you stay on the roads that take you through the middle of all the pueblos. From Vallodolid, follow the signs to Chichen Itza where it will be very tempting and easy to mistakenly get back on the big freeway. Don't. Follow signs from Chichen Itza that direct you through the pueblos towards Kantunil. You will pass about four cenotes on the way. Feel free to stop at a taqueria for delicious cheap food if you like, or perhaps a refresco.

From Kantunil you can head back on the toll road without having to pay from there and go right into Merida. Once in Merida, exit the 180 by following signs to Progreso, heading North. You will be on Periferico, Merida's perimeter highway. Your exit will approach in under a kilometer and is the Calle 59 exit.

From there, take the roundabout after the off-ramp heading West, into the center of Merida. Stay on that until you get to Colonial Circuit and take a right there. Follow the circuit's twists and bends until it spits you out onto Paseo Montejo, one of Merida's larges avenues. Head North on Montejo until you're almost out of the city. Don't stop at the mall called the Grand Plaza on the right where Calle 60 intersects Montejo, as you might be seduced to do. The correct mall will be on the left after a large Chedraui (grocery store). You'll see the signs for the mall-casino on its Southern face. Park near the Southeast corner of the mall and enter.

You'll have more Guys Being Stabbed By Tridents then you'll know what to do with. Enjoy.