It was a highlight of my year traveling.
I spent the whole week totally shut off from the rest of the world, hanging out with a group of about 10 backpackers from across the world who were working there for free rent and board (tents on the beach and delicious Turkish buffet).
One of these people was Daniella, a 19 year old Mexican buddhist and a beautiful, lovely girl whose covers of Joni Mitchell and 'Blackbird' would silence the whole rowdy crew. She is the only Mexican I have ever met and whilst we have kept in touch via sporadic emails, I never knew exactly where she was.
Fast forward to this week in January 2008.
Erica moves to Mexico, population around 109 million.
Erica goes out one night and meets a lovely mexican who says, in an offhand manner, "oh you are Australian...do you know a girl by the name of [insert my name here]"
Now I know where Daniella is. She is in Puebla, and attending university with Erica.
small. fekking. world.
I love it.
music: a folky instrumental covers of Metallica
mood: ready to lie down in bed under the window, listening to the rain ahhh
