A Mexican Shit Volcano!

I apologize in advance for the graphic nature of this post, but we actually had to live through it, so bear with me.

So, here we are in sunny Cabo San Lucas, Mexico, right at the very most southern tip of the Baja peninsula. So far, it's been OK. Beats working. But then again, maybe it doesn't.

Because this morning, there we were sleeping in, listening to the rain come down when we were suddenly disturbed by an ominous sound. The toilet in our hotel room began to gurgle. "What is that?" Christin asked. "I don't know" I replied. It sounded like a frog trying to make its way up through the plumming. Gurgle, gurgle. "What is that smell?!" Christin asked. "Oh my God," I said as I shot up to check things out. That's when I saw that the entire ceramic-tiled floor was covered in a quarter-inch of shit water. And there stood the culprit:



Holy fucking Mexican shit volcano, right?!?! How disgusting is that? Why the fuck am I sharing pictures of it? Why, just because I have a blog, do I feel compelled to publish pictures of a Mexican toilet overflowing?! I have NO IDEA!!!

Apparently, the deluge of morning rain had completely sabotaged the hotel's septic system, causing its entire contents to come pouring, spouting and cascading out of our bathroom. Naturally, I did what any sane person would do: I took my seat beside the thrown and gently supped on that juicy nectar, filling my belly full of its hearty goodness until I too became a gurgling fount of human filth.

Juuuust kidding. I don't do that. Anymore. But seriously, we freaked out. Christin was jumping around on the bed, trying to take pictures. I was fumbling around cluelessly, moving baggage out of the way. Finally, some of the hotel staff came to help but that didn't stop the fact that our room had become Lake Titticaca Part 2.

So, let this post serve as a warning to all: um...don't...uh...just sit there when your toilet starts gurgling?