 | At around seven, it wasn't dark anymore, the mother of the family offered me some tea. I felt so uncomfortable coming to a new family owned casa and vomiting there all night, but I was really sick.
It was a very cute version of Star Bucks and had a great blend of Mexican coffee. They also had very special cakes and other kind of deserts. I sat there for a while and read a local newspaper.
By the way, after my horrible experience I had changed the hostel. The place was not really better but much more quiet and near the Ocean. I woke up with the sound of a siren. It was the police. |
