Mexican cops make me nervous. They make Jordan nervous. They make everyone nervous.
Yesterday, our power went out. Apparently, we never paid the bill that we didn't receive. #Mexico.
So, Jordan went over to a buddies house to use the internet, borrow some pesos, and pay the bill. As a thank you, he brought a bottle of rum with him. Unfortunately, he forgot to put it in a bag and while walking the 4 blocks to his buddies house, was spotted by the Mexican police. Being the quick thinker that he is, he ran into a nearby bathroom of a pub and stored the bottle under the sink. Then ran home to me. I was told to carry a bag, walk down the street, nonchalantly walk into the men's room of the sidewalk bar and retrieve the stashed booze - all without attracting the police's attention.
Thankfully, they were not standing guard outside the bar, and I was able to slip in and grab the booze, only to be called out by a few dumb gringos sitting at the bar, telling me I went into the wrong bathroom. Thank you for your help kind citizen.
Mission accomplished. It only took about an hour for my heart rate to return to normal.
