Picture Home Alone.
Now instead of a USA suburb, imagine Mexico.
And instead of a home, imagine a hotel.
And instead of Kevin, imagine me.
I am in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, as you know.
My parents did not meet me at the airport, as you do not know.
I have been here for 24 hours and don´t know where they are.
I have no money, either, which makes things difficult.
I can´t even afford beer.
I am alone.
And my tummy hurts.
Boo.
