Wednesday 23 January 2008

Why I Live in Zihua

(That's right. I'm back. Please disregard previous nonsense about moving.)

I had just left my office downtown to head home for a few hours of work on the computer before my band and I went to Ixtapa for an audition. My cellphone alerted me to a text message from Sylvia. She was in full on work crisis mode and needed to vent. I quickly checked my email to make sure I didn't have any pressing matters to attend to and made a detour for Sylvia's apartment. 30 minutes later we were at The Pancake House ("The only pancake house in Zihuatanejo with a cocktail lounge!") working through our first round of bloody marys and coconut mango muffins. Soon, our friend David passed by and joined the commiseration.

2 1/2 hours later, Sylvia was ready to face the world - and the trials of being a business owner in Mexico - again and I dashed home for a shower before the audition. I'd like to think that the 3 extra-picante bloody marys that I drank were the added push we needed to nail our audition. Our new gig begins Thursday and doubles La Boquita's weekly income. Obviously, we needed to go out dancing to celebrate.

When I got home around 3am, the house was quiet, cool, and the DSL connection was all mine... the perfect environment for me to squeeze in those few hours of work I had abandoned earlier in the day. Sure, I only get in about 2 hours of sleep sometimes. But having the flexible schedule so that I can be available to friends at a moment's notice is worth it. And having a local pancake house with a full bar? Priceless.

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