Certificate of Bravery

Went to the Rattlesnake Museum today and was frightened. Actually I was so scared that I could hardly breathe at one point and I just stood there looking down on the ground. No, this was NOT because of the snakes. I love snakes! It was something else: Today I was forced to face my intense fear of huge, giant, hairy, scary, absolutely terrifying spiders. See, no one (no one!) told me ANYTHING about spiders, so I was happy looking through all the pretty snakes until suddenly I couldn't see it. I looked, I scouted, but there was nothing. And then suddenly I realized I was about 10 centimeters away from one, no way, the worst fear I have: tarantulas. I didn't scream. I've learned not to. Instead I kept my breathe (or rather, I stopped breathing) moved away quickly, and escaped to the corners where I realized that this was not the only eight-legged creature in here. Thankfully, they were all gone in the next room and once I told this to one of my (very) hippie-ish companions, MaryBelle, she embraced me and said "aaww". What a sweetheart.

Well, at least now I can say that I've been in the same room as those evil things, right? When we got out of there I got a Certificate of Bravery from the dude who owned the place and I still don't know if I should feel ashamed or proud of that fact. Hm.

Anyway, I'm staying at the craziest place. It's like a hostel even though it's not, and it full of vegan hippies. I kind of like it, and still I'm not aware of what's going on. But it definitely is interesting and very New Mexico.

Also, I went to the University part of town today. It's called Nob Hill just like the district in San Francisco. It was such a university place and all the kids there were indie and super chic. It made for some interesting cafes and boutiques, and even one where I could sell my earrings and get a sweater in return. Hey, that was a pretty good trade right there.

Tomorrow I'll hit downtown. For now I'll just go to sleep real soon.

Nadia