Last Mariachi in Guadalajara Apparently when I had been trying to call WIll I was calling the number of another host family who happened to be hosting someone else nammed Will and that Will was always out. It seems a bit odd and unlikely but I believe my Will.

So I finally found the wey and we hung-out all day. I went to the Universidad and saw the garden and plaza by there. Then we went to his house. From there we went to the bar by my hotel and we discussed the future.



We watched Los Simpson while waiting for Marisol to take us to the Bariachi. Tequila + Mariachi = Mexico




That was the last time I will see Marisol on this trip. She has made it a very nice time for me when she could.

I feel bad for not getting to spend much time with Will. All the time I thought he was yoo caught-up in his usual routine to make time for us to hang-out he was actually bored and wondering about me.

I have brought a bit of bad luck with me to Mexico.

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