08 June 2012
From Ray with love
Last night brought what is without a doubt the most endearingly bad-ass piece of fan mail Turista Libre has received to date. It's from a college kid who's currently moonlighting as a concessions carnie at the Del Mar fair and reads like a high-school love letter that's being held at gunpoint by Monty Hall. How could we not share?
My name is Ray. I read about turista libre in some blog thing when I was googling up on ways to shimmy down to tj to lucha over the weekend. I'm a sophomore up in the bay area, at home for the summer in carmel valley and working at the fair. Anyway, I start working this next week so my schedule will be quite sticky. I didn't see anything on your .com about tours on fridays but the fights go on every friday if I'm not mistaken. If you don't have a tour planned I would't be able to like hire you just by myself for a private one. I just got back from Guatemala and I'm broke as balls and dont have a car... so what I'm suggesting is let's be friends. I saw your website and everything you do seems awesome. I wouldn't be able to pay you to go with you to a fight... I'd just be going with you... I mean, I could pay you in charisma or charm. I mean, if you like to do this shit for shits and gigs anyway... it could be kinda swell. I'd like to experience a lucha libre fight (I've been wanting to for a while and it hasn't been able to happen because of a lack of wheels and friends with similar interests) before most of my summer is spent serving nut-covered ice cream to obese tourists and del mar brats. I have a facebook if you want to check that out. It's just facebook slash my full name (Rachel Monk). I'm not a serial killer. I hope you're not a serial killer.
I hope this finds you in time, and that if it does that you aren't overly creeped out by my forwardness/strangeness.