¡Viva México!

September 16 is the day Mexico celebrates its independence from Spain. However, the festivities begin on the night of the 15th. We spent the night in Mexico City's zócalo (center) as a concert blasted over hundreds of speakers and the president appeared on the balcony of the National Palace to ring in the holiday. To... Continue Reading →

Guadalajara, Part 2: The Bad & The Ugly

Lucha libre is a term in Latin America referring to a form of professional wrestling without the restrictions of traditional greco-roman wrestling. Professional wrestling reminds me of my dad because we used to watch it together when I was in elementary school. As long as my memory serves, even until this day, he's worked the... Continue Reading →

Guadalajara, Part 1: The Good

We named our car Ernstmeier, Ernie for short. Ernie's done really well on the trip thus far, especially when we entered Guadalajara armed without a map or directions. We drove until we found the town center and weaved up and down the surrounding streets until we found a parking spot on a side road. The... Continue Reading →

The Story of How We Met

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 →

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