Experiences for tourists 2 (Patreon)

7 AM MEXICO CITY

"-¡HEY JOSE APURATE! TENEMOS QUE TERMINAR ESTA PARED HOY Y EL PATRON VENDRÁ A REVISAR LA OBRA MAS TARDE! ¿QUÉ TE PASA? ESTÁS MUY LENTO HOY ¿SIGUES CRUDO?- "

-HEY JOSE HURRY UP! WE HAVE TO FINISH THIS WALL TODAY AND THE LANDLORD WILL COME TO CHECK THE WORK LATER! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU' YOU ARE VERY SLOW TODAY! STILL HANGOVER?-

I'm thinking that the travel agency scammed me with the "Experience for tourists" service, the worst thing is that I pay everything in advance and I don't think there will be a refund, much less than that boy wants to return my life to me in a couple more days.

The brochure said, “live the true life of a foreigner!” I thought that I would stay in the house of some family and they would give me a tour of Mexico City, but what really happened is that when I arrived at my hotel, those from the travel agency exchanged my body with Jose, a Mexican man from 27 years old at first I thought it was great to be young and handsome again but the reality is that I don't have time to visit the city or have fun.

It's so weird to be "Jose" as much as I try to practice my new brain only thinks in Spanish and songs in my native language are too confusing for me now, it's easier for me to speak and think in Spanish, I have to admit that little by little I am feeling more comfortable in my new life and I am not thinking of myself as that old white man who came from abroad to spend his vacations.

I get up at 6 AM to have eggs with tortillas for breakfast and take the bus to work for 12 hours as a worker, I end up so sweaty, stinky, and tired that I have no desire to visit the pyramids or go to a disco to have fun, I just I sit on the couch in my little house having a couple of beers and watching football until I'm completely drunk and fall asleep.

Tomorrow is my day off so I'll finally have time to take some of the walks I had planned on my vacation, although with the shitty salary I have now I don't think I can do everything I want, and while I hurt my back carrying cement and bricks the real José must be in my body right now enjoying my life savings.

"-Lo siento Raul, Creo que ayer tome demasiada cerveza y no me siento yo mismo ahora-"

-I'm sorry Raul, I think I drank too much beer yesterday and I don't feel like myself now-

A couple of days ago I got a text from the real Jose telling me he'd give me a couple of bucks if I let him fuck me in the ass, maybe I should accept hopefully I'll be able to sleep in the 5-star hotel I book and swim in the pool Maybe Jose will also buy me a drink after filling my brown ass with semen.

Anyway, I still have to work another 5 hours and if I don't hurry the boss could fire me and the landlord has been bothering me every day saying that I still have to pay the month that Jose owes rent.

ver. esp: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1G5BGGHpMNEJEly1JvH-dPKFAWmXnlfz_WS7CvIksqj8/edit?usp=sharing