G.L.

I'm afraid that any explination of this girl will not do her justice. I met her when HotBunz and I were in Acapulco. On our last night there at the foam party (one of the nightclubs feature events) I met a girl that I shall call G.L.. She and I danced and laughed for about an hour, and then sat down in some chairs on the beach to take a rest. I tried to strike up a conversation, and only got a puzzled look in return. Then it hit me. She didn't speak English. Doh! For the next couple of hours we tried to communicate with the tiny, tiny bit of Spanish that I knew and some very crude (and sometimes complex) hand gestures. Fortunately her friend Yuri (great guy) that was with her knew enough English that we could get across some things that we were just not able to any other way. We (G.L., Yuri, HotBunz, and some of G.L.'s other friends) ended up walking back and I dropped G.L. off at her hotel (as she was from Mexico City, not Acapulco). I had tried to get a picture of her but the batteries had fallen out of the camera and the flash was not working... it was just too dark and they didn't turn out. We exchanged addresses and parted ways. I wrote to her (in both English and Spanish with the help of a friend of mine) and only recently got a response back. I was fortunate to have Mari to translate it for me. She said it was quite the love letter. I couldn't tell as translations are rarely ever perfect. But if she says so. =)