11 Weeks, 4 Days: Juanster in Tijuana, Tequila, Sexo y no Marihuana – FB Memories – LiLo Because Why Not

Juanster is asleep on the couch after two nights of Tijuana Adventures.

It’s been many moons since I ventured down to Zona Norte and the brothels.

I spent a lot of money that I really shouldn’t be spending.

Ok. It wasn’t that much. But it was still money that disappeared for falling in love and then getting nothing. Because that’s what they do… right?


I fell in love twice.

And then twice more. And then some more.

There are a lot of beautiful women working.

I got one of the girl’s Facebook. The other refused to give me her number unless I took her upstairs. I didn’t.

The other doesn’t reply to my messages. It was obvious she wouldn’t.

One was a tiny girl from Monterrey. The other was a voluptuous curvaceous black woman from Venezuela.


My wallet got depleted. Taking out cash before heading in that direction was a bad idea.

We left Adelitas and headed towards Nelson. Joshua hit me up. It was close to 1 a.m. and he showed up to drink at Nelson.

We took a cab to my place, I got dropped off, Juanster continued with the party with Joshua. Didn’t hear from him until dawn. I was asleep. He got a hotel.


Day two of partying. This time, no Zona Norte. Just a lot of beer drinking. A lot of eating. And some tequila.

The last two shots of tequila from the bottle that my mom left.

I don’t like tequila very much.

I don’t know how she drank so much of it every day.

That’s probably our biggest difference. Her love for tequila.

I was getting her into craft beer. She enjoyed hoppy IPAs and wasn’t very happy with sours.

She would still always default to tequila.


I have to cross the border today. There’s a lot of border line.

Today I’m a delivery boy.

Tomorrow I’m a photographer.

Yesterday I tried being a salesman.


Juanster still sleeps on the couch. I woke up too early.


He spent a lot of yesterday texting his girlfriend.

It might be ex-girlfriend now.

He said he was in love.


I downloaded Tinder.

It’s still meh.


Years go by.

Everything is different.

Everything is the same.


A Facebook post from 5 years ago talking about 3 years before that:

“My last day I have registered as a paparazzo was April 6 of 2011… I took pictures of:
Avril Lavigne, Denise Richards, Fergie, Justin Timberlake, Kyra Sedgwick, Lily Allen, Lindsay Lohan, Olsen twins, Paris Hilton and Rachel Evan Wood….

and I think my life is insane now….”


Relevant post from 2012:

“got home at 1:15 a.m. on a monday.

tijuana 

I was very new in Tijuana. 1:15 a.m. on a Monday is nothing.


Going down Facebook memory lane is more fun than seeing the stupid timeline.

Facebook is a mirror.


Let’s find a picture and then see what is up with Juan.

I need breakfast.

And figure out how the fuck I’m going to cross the border today.

There was no border line yesterday. And today is just insane.

Fuck that.

I don’t want to wait for hours to cross the border.


This post needs a picture.

Hmm… I posted this picture before.

Don’t care.

Posting it again.

And maybe even posting it on my IG.

Because those were some interesting days back then.


Fuck the border today.


 

 

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