La Paz to Todos Los Santos
12/18 – 12/23 “What is time?” “I don’t know Alex.” “Well it ends when you die.” “That’s great.” “Have you thought much about it? About time?” “Honestly Alex, it’s a bit early for metaphysics, don’t you think?” Stay in a few hostels in Latin America, and you will meet a guy like Alex. Always smoking,
Sinaloa
12/11 – 12/16 Everyone tells you to stay out of Sinoloa. Supposedly, it is one of the major cartel havens. For various reasons we found ourselves in Mazatlan, the largest city in the state. There, on Saturday morning, I sat with a cold blade held up against my throat. The man in front of me
Ya lo chupo el diablo
12/5 – 12/10 “A jijue…..” “A jijue……” “No. Is more in your throat. Ah jijue.” “Ah jijue.” It sounded like I was coercing phlegm. “Ahhh mui bien, now try it all. A jijue su chigada madre.” “A jijue su chigada madre.” “Mui bien, now you know Hermosillo slang.” “What does it mean?” “It’s kind of
Highway 89….. Sonora
11/30 – 12/5 I stood in the little grocery store in Arizpe watching them try my debit card again and again. I knew it wasn’t going to work. I gave them my credit card, but I knew that wouldn’t work either. We had seven hundred pesos, about $35, on us. That was enough money for
Sports drinks for gamers
11/25 – 11/29 I didn’t sleep much the night of the twenty fifth. I like to think that it had something to do with Mexico on the horizon, but more likely it was that last glass of whiskey that I had forced down. Still, I made the most of the rare bout of insomnia and
Men in Lycra
11/19 – 11/25 “Oh shit, you set the car alarm off, that’s a stroke little bro.” Jim appeared in the kitchen of the Clarkston Union sometime in the summer of 2000. I don’t remember the first thing he said to me, but I recall that he was obviously a veteran of the restaurant industry. He
Adios Estados Unidos
If my calculations are correct, this should post as we are crossing the border. We’ve been seeing signs for Mexico for over a week now. I’ve spent much of that time thinking about America as it is likely that we won’t walk on her soil for close to two years unless some unforeseen circumstances arise.
The Dutch Reach
From Boulder Beach there is a short but steep climb into Boulder City. Boulder City is unremarkable. As you leave town and get onto US 95 South, you get one of those endless desert views. We roll downhill for 20 miles or so. There is a field of solar panels in the distance, but spatial
Hippies and heroes holding hands
11/5/18 Boulder Beach We decided to take the day off. I woke up around seven. There was a spritely orange haired vagabond in denim coveralls with no shirt underneath standing on top of a picnic table playing a ukulele. His friend, an almost perfect replica except in bohemian pants and tie dye shirt is dancing
Back in the saddle
11/2/18 – 11/4/18 When we first moved to St. George, somebody took me climbing at a place called Woodbury Crags. You drive on Old Highway 91, which was the original road to Vegas before they blew I-15 through the gorge. You go through a mountainous area known as the Utah Hills and hit this long