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13. mezacal

13. mezacal

It was our last day in Isla Mujeres, and even though I knew I had a multitude of great new memories, I was thankful to be leaving. Our room was so confining that it was difficult to have more than one person in the room…

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12. date night in pocna

12. date night in pocna

In the morning, we stuck with our routine from the previous day. We got up, had breakfast and went to the beach. Breakfast was crap again because it was continental. So while everyone was filling up on toast, jam and vegemite, I was living off…

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11. poc na beach party

11. poc na beach party

We made it back to Poc Na and started drinking with the same massive group of people that our roommates told us about the previous night. Most of them were from Australia and a few of them were from Israel, Vancouver, and England. There was…

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10. tequila no.13

10. tequila no.13

On our first full day on the island, our roommates took us to the beach, then suggested we grab lunch together at a place called Gringo Burger. I laughed out loud when I heard the name. “White man’s burger? That translates to white man’s burger.”…

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9. PEACE

9. PEACE

So that morning, me and Amie were on top of the world. We were finally leaving Quetzal, and then catching a ferry to Isla Mujeres. It felt a bit weird leaving Flynn and the creeps behind. We had gotten used to doing whatever we wanted…

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8. first & last shift

8. first & last shift

That morning, Hector had summoned me to his side from across the dorm room. We were standing around and making plans, most of us rubbing our eyes and deciding whether to drink our hangovers away in spiteful whispers. I accidentally looked in his direction and…

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7. congo pt.1

7. congo pt.1

We opted for an easy morning after a solid few days of partying that had cost me a fair amount of brain cells. Instead of staying in the hostel, me and Amie spent the day watching YouTube videos and eating horrible and strange Mexican snacks…

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6. shelling robins

6. shelling robins

October finally arrived. It was crazy to me, I couldn’t believe I made it, I was living my dream in full swing. Sometimes I missed home, and got sad or frustrated about what I was missing out on. But it’s called home because it’ll always…

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5. paul newman

5. paul newman

Following beach day, we decided to stay at Quetzal and hang around the pool sipping rapidly melting drinks. We whirlpooled, played volleyball, spiderman climbed the net when we got bored of playing, and somehow polished off a 26er between myself, Dani, and Peter. That was…

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