Tuesday, April 01, 2003
Mexican Airports
We arrive in Cancun, Mexico and get off the plane to get checked by Customs. Lucky for us there were 3 whole custom agents for like 500 of us. It took like an hour or so to get approved and all that shit. We get on the Student Express bus that is gonna take us to the Oasis and as we are waiting to leave, this dude comes on the bus and grabs a microphone and starts talking to us.
Basically he's like, "Yo i know what happened to you guys w/ the twelve hour delay. That's BULLSHIT! We are in Cancun. We are gonna have a fucking good time!!!! You know what the first rule is! WHAT HAPPENS IN CANCUN, STAYS IN CANCUN!!!!. . .." This guy keeps on talking about how he's from Philly and he's glad philly peeps are here cuz the Michigan State kids can't party worth shit. We are all sitting there like "huh? what the fuck? who is this guy?" He introduces some Mexican tour guys and the Mexican dude is like "Wazzzzap!" I'm thinking, I haven't heard people say that since my freshmen year. Definately an interesting way to get broken into Cancun
Check In and Theft
We arrive at the Oasis at about 6am in the morning. Its fucking hot and everyone is mad tired. There are two incompetent check in guys at the desk and it takes 2 hours to get our room keys and shit. Somewhere in the shuffle, I got my jacket stolen which had a deck of plahing cards and more importantly my temporary VISA to be in Mexico and my birth certificate. I'm so tired I pretty much don't care. I go to my room and pass out.
Wake Up!
The hotel rooms in Cancun are so bootleg that they don't have alarm clocks. Our alarm clock system consisted of having room service call our asses up. Other than that, at around 10am, the DJ's on the beach will start dropping beats for the people on the beach and wake you up anyways. I'm not really down w/ this wake up at 10am to bright light thing after drinking all night.
We arrive in Cancun, Mexico and get off the plane to get checked by Customs. Lucky for us there were 3 whole custom agents for like 500 of us. It took like an hour or so to get approved and all that shit. We get on the Student Express bus that is gonna take us to the Oasis and as we are waiting to leave, this dude comes on the bus and grabs a microphone and starts talking to us.
Basically he's like, "Yo i know what happened to you guys w/ the twelve hour delay. That's BULLSHIT! We are in Cancun. We are gonna have a fucking good time!!!! You know what the first rule is! WHAT HAPPENS IN CANCUN, STAYS IN CANCUN!!!!. . .." This guy keeps on talking about how he's from Philly and he's glad philly peeps are here cuz the Michigan State kids can't party worth shit. We are all sitting there like "huh? what the fuck? who is this guy?" He introduces some Mexican tour guys and the Mexican dude is like "Wazzzzap!" I'm thinking, I haven't heard people say that since my freshmen year. Definately an interesting way to get broken into Cancun
Check In and Theft
We arrive at the Oasis at about 6am in the morning. Its fucking hot and everyone is mad tired. There are two incompetent check in guys at the desk and it takes 2 hours to get our room keys and shit. Somewhere in the shuffle, I got my jacket stolen which had a deck of plahing cards and more importantly my temporary VISA to be in Mexico and my birth certificate. I'm so tired I pretty much don't care. I go to my room and pass out.
Wake Up!
The hotel rooms in Cancun are so bootleg that they don't have alarm clocks. Our alarm clock system consisted of having room service call our asses up. Other than that, at around 10am, the DJ's on the beach will start dropping beats for the people on the beach and wake you up anyways. I'm not really down w/ this wake up at 10am to bright light thing after drinking all night.
Quoc 9:51 PM
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