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We spent the week in a wifi-free zone on the beach of San Blas, an hour outside of Tepic. The highways we’ve taken in Mexico go through each and every little village, town, and city with unpainted speed bumps that pop up out of nowhere to either slow you down or knock out your front... Continue Reading →
Mazatlan is a beautiful city with floating islands against the backdrop of the sunset, stretched along the Pacific Ocean for several miles. On the northern end is where cruise ships port and the southern end houses the colonial district. My favorite part of the beach walk is where a lone palm tree thrives and grows... Continue Reading →
I woke up to sweat dripping down my face and reached my hand outside the open window, hoping for some respite. It was the same temperature outside as inside the car without even a hint of a breeze. I looked over at The Guy and he had a pool of sweat on his chest. Eventually,... Continue Reading →
In my experience, the beginning of any trip generally starts off rather uncomfortable. Before this trip, I began building an arsenal of wet wipes, fragrances, dry shampoo, baby powder etc. "I don't want us to be those stinky travelers," I said to The Guy. Wet wipes or no wet wipes, nothing keeps you from sweating. And... Continue Reading →
When I met The Guy, he'd been single for several years after his divorce. He always tells me he was very thoughtful and responsible in choosing me for a partner. After we'd had a big fight and I apologized for being extra nuts, he always laughed out loud and said, "You have to know the... Continue Reading →
My first impression of The Guy was that he was arrogant. Actually, that is not true. My second impression of him was that he was arrogant. I'd never thought that about anyone, so it left a mark. My first impression was that he was intelligent and interesting. I was 20 and a serial monogamist, so... Continue Reading →
I can remember the first time I seriously wanted to write a blog. I was standing in the kitchen of the local pub I worked at, looking through the window where we dropped off dishes for the dishwasher. He looked utterly perturbed. I walked back out to the main dining area and saw a woman... Continue Reading →
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