Category: Mexico
December 29 – January 11, 2018. I had been advised before we went to Mexico City to eat street food. Street food is everywhere in CDMX, on sidewalks, in parks, and every time you emerge from the subway. You can…
January 2 – January 9, 2019. I’ve been feeling a bit jealous. In the US there were concerted efforts to erase the traces and culture of indigenous populations. Some of my ancestors may have been part of these efforts. But…
December 29 – January 11, 2018. México City is the ultimate Pueblo Mágico. Take all the churches, plazas, parks, fountains, museums, mercados, colors, street performers, monuments, historic buildings, ancient ruins, art, and food from all the other Pueblo Magicos and…
December 21 – December 27, 2018. I was going to write something all insightful about friendship, connections, and people you meet on the road for this post but instead have decided to write about the most fun I have had…
December 17 – 20, 2018. We had not intended to go to Guadalajara. Guadalajara is the second largest city in Mexico, right after Mexico City, and in general we try to avoid big cities, because there is no where to…
December 2018. It is time to wrap up our last month with numbers again! I like numbers. They can be fun. And when you start breaking things down into numbers they can become especially insightful or sometimes just plain weird….
December 13 – 16, 2018. Finally, we turned in from the coast. It had been getting warm and we were ready for a change. We headed towards the area of my Mexico map that I had created last summer dotted…
December 10 – 12, 2018. One of the last things anyone wants to hear when they are camped down the end of a dark dirt road by the beach late at night is someone outside pulling on the door handles…
December 8, 2018. In our last post we were tooling down the Mexican mainland coast of the Sea of Cortez. We took a break from the beaches to head inland from Topolobampo to Culiacán, where we wanted to see the…
December 1 – 12, 2018. A breeze blows through Ballena Blanca. We look out the side door and see sand and ocean. We fix dinner as the sun sets. We eat inside the van, gazing out, marvelling at the changing…
