Day 19 - Tampico Beach

So I probably ought to start by clearing up what on earth happened last night. Well the short version is, I got drunk, and I blame Canada. The slightly longer version is, I was reading in a bar when 6 Canadians walked in and started hosing themselves down with tequila and beer (they were all oil industry divers in Tampico on contract). An hour later, and someone noticed I was a gringo, and absolutely insisted I joined in. I in turn, absolutely insisted I wasn't going to have any tequila (I had an unpleasant experience with the stuff as a teenager) but I accepted the offer of beer. Many many hours later, 2 local ladies joined the fray, and it all got very messy. I couldn't say for sure whether the ladies in question were professional party-goers, or simply opportunistic. The Canadians didn't seem give much thought to the ladies background, and simply poured as much tequila in them as humanly possible - and the ladies seemed quite happy with the arrangement. Anyway, as the evening wore on, the bar became a bit clogged with comatose Canuk's, and eventually only I and one other diver were left standing, plus the ladies. One lady had been quite obvious about her interest in the size of my wallet, and decided to emphasise that interest via the medium of dance. At this point, I was it is fair to say, extremely drunk and the sight of a Mexican booty in close proximity to ones nose is bound to generate some emotion whatever the occasion. ...For anyone who has read this far and is expecting me to detail the post-bar / pre-sleep segment of the night, are about to be disappointed. I don't have a crystal clear recollection of what happened after that, just the crucial headlines ...In fact, I think I'll just leave things hanging there just to be devilish. Those that know me well, will be clear about what did happen next - or indeed didn't happen next. Those I know less well will have to live with a little mystery and intrigue, and conclude the episode themselves.
It was one of those nights that kinda happens. You can't plan them. I'm pretty sure I had a good time though. I do have a couple of pictures of the evening but in truth, they don't paint me in a very favourable light, plus they're a bit blurry. So I'll be keeping those to myself.

Anywhoo, I grabbed a cab and made my way to Tampico beach for a couple of days (it's a fair old hike from the town) and I'll say more about that tomorrow.

Three Canadians, two of whom had lost the power of speech at this point. The one on the left fell off the pool table and on to the floor, presumably until morning, moments after this pic was taken.

Last Canuk standing, and a damn fine chap as far as I recall. ...I think we hugged. ...I was also in this pic, but you don't get to see that I'm afraid.