4 Days left and i've settled on a look that will force would be muggers or conmen to think twice about who this 'mark' is....

option 1 - too experimental.  Denied

I shall exit the plane in Mexico City, as so.

So I'm still a young enough and thick enough  (though not like last year) to be able to dissuade the less professional thieves and robbers.  Although, my goods will be securely on me and in fastened pockets, that thievery would be almost impossible.  It would have to come in the form of a robbery or con.  My sunglasses and oversized novelty headphones (that sound pretty good actually) allow me to steer clear from the con artists.I admit even when i know its a con, I can't easily say no thank you and dismiss the perpetrator altogether.  My curiosity for what the con is going to be because too much for me to knowingly walk by and try to simply ignore the words.  So the headphones provide the music, the noise, probably an audiobook at the moment so i have to concentrate on the words.
So my only possible nemesis can be a robber.  Robbers are indeed the worst.  The ability to threaten force against someone you do not know in order to get something that you aren't even sure they have takes a lot of, a)desperation b)courage/bravado/foolish sense of power or c) the worst combination of a and b.

So, After I pass through customs, looking over my shades, surely, in order to not arouse unneeded suspicion from any Mexican Customs Enforcement.  Then I have that little time between being slightly vulnerable to snatch and grab, or a straight up stick up, and the time that my cousins find me after I pass through the big glass window doors that give you your first true smell of a Giant City that has only slightly tempered its 20 year flatulence-like pollution.

I don't mean to scare anyone.  I'm not afraid.  I know how 'act' (i taught myself when i used to drink) how to be the person that seems just a little too NUTS to go near, no matter what valuables he has in his pockets.  I always throw in some loud rapping with plenty of english swears that i can sort of get away with even though 95 percent of the mexicans at the airport understand me (along with all the other passengers who just flew in from the states).
 Its all good.  I just wanted to have something interesting written here in case something does happen to me....