In Mexico I went to a Mayan site and saw a man attacking the ground with a machete. In Key West I saw a lot of chickens but failed to eat any of them. Belize involved a very dark cave.
Upon returning to the Chesapeake I discovered that my car wants to retire. You know how Rocky Balboa keeps retiring in every single movie only to utterly fail to stay retired? Well my car's not doing that. The boxing commission (in this case the Maryland Motor Vehicle Administration) will not let Rocky (gunmetal margot) get back into the ring (drive) without undergoing extensive reconstructive surgery (thousands of dollars worth or repairs). Despite wanting to prove that he's (she's) still got it, the power of attorney crap in Rocky V makes it impossible (my being poor and wanting a new car makes it impossible). Rocky will now be forced to open a restaurant and tell stories of the good old days (gunmetal margot will be forced to be sold to a scrap yard and slowly fall apart).
On the plus side, though, I bought a flag of Belize that someone appears to have stolen from a school or government office.
Now, here is a jar with a snake in it.
MUSIC: Sunset Rubdown: Snake's Got a Leg III
