It´s been hard for me to keep track of dates and days here. They all seem to kind of blend together, even though different stuff happens. Take for instance yesterday: we took a *longer* route back to the hostel from the Mas X Menos. Crazy! I should have known it was Wednesday. But even with these distinct events, things here seem almost surreal. I know that it´s Thanksgiving, one of my favorite gluttonous American holidays, but yet it doesn´t *feel* like Thanksgiving. Probably because I´m an unthankful bastard (sorry Dad, the truth is out). No, seriously, my thanklessness aside, it´s really weird to be in another country during a holiday. They don´t celebrate Thanksgiving here, so everything´s Christmas already: Silent Night playing in stores, festive tablecloths in hole-in-the-wall diners, gigantic plastic snowmen on street corners (what´s known in the US as ”the usual”). The vibe is comforting in some ways, creepy in others, and overall as if I´ve missed something important. Maybe it´ll hit me later, like when you go on a trip and only realize when you´re getting ready for bed that you forgot your pajamas.
Or how you only get sad when you call home.
And when I say ”you,” I of course mean ”me.” Sigh. Again with the time thing. Sometimes it feels like I´ve been gone forever; in reality it´s been less than two weeks.
I don´t want Jen to leave. It´s been so much fun travelling with her and spending all this time together. It makes me happy that we´ve been so compatible, but it also makes it harder for me when she leaves. Why can´t she be a big fat bitch? Then I´d have no trouble at all leaving her at the airport with a few days to spare. Stupid likeable sister.
Anyway, I should sign off because crying in the internet cafe is weird (though having phone sex over Skype isn´t, as I found out from overhearing the woman sitting next to me yesterday. Shudder.) and it clouds my vision. Love to everybody and Happy Thanksgiving! Feliz Navidad!