Day 64: Dinner With Homer
05.03.09: By this stage of my Herculean bus ride, it had been a week since I'd had a hot shower. To say I was beginning to smell a little ripe, would be an understatement! The bus got me to the Mexican border before Mexico had decided to open for the day, so I found myself waiting for a) Mexico to open, and b) the bus to the capital to show up. I had been told that the bus arrived at 10am. But you should know by now not to trust anything anyone says, ever. It came at 1pm. I was so excited to be back in Mexico - Mexican FOOD!! Woo! Enchiladas, Nachos, Burritos, Fajitas OH YEAH... I just wanted to stuff my big greedy face, but a nasty side effect of the malaria tablets I've been taking (incorrectly - they aren't joking when they say…