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Ours. El Nuestro. Etu. Unser. Atin.

Day 1

my first day in mexico went like this:

what i did while waiting 2 hours for my flight.

bye bye california.

airplane boredom.

i walked out the plane, and felt the heat. i thought it was the heat from the planes engine. i was wrong.

welcome to manzanillo.

countryside.

first visions of my hotel.

-steeeppphaaanie.

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