Category: Mexico
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…
November 29 – December 1, 2018. The Crossing Our crossing into Mexico went really well except for one little snag (luckily we were literally able to back out of it). I was worried as I always am before transiting to…
November 2018. Hola Todos! We are currently in Sinaloa Mexico just north of Mazatlan. Today we bring you another installment of Nomading by the Numbers where we count up all the interesting, curious or sometimes mundane things we did the…
November 17 – 22, 2018. A friend recently told us that he’d rather have dental surgery than spend Thanksgiving with his family. In the spirit of letting other people live their lives vicariously through us, Greg did just that. Earlier…
March 28 – March 30, 2018. “Cebolla” said Duwan, holding up our fridge door, and pointing inside. “No. En Inglés”, said the guy with the machine gun. Duwan said, “Oh, Onion”. They moved around the van’s interior. He pointed at…
March 20 – March 27, 2018. We ducked through the diminutive doorway, what could almost be describe as a hole-in-the-wall, underneath the San Ignacio Mission and descended a few steps. A friendly guy greeted us. We fumbled a bit in…
March 9 – March 20, 2018. On March 9th we left La Bufadora and drove south, along the Pacific coast to San Quintín. We turned off the main highway Mex1 onto a dirt road, and drove to Cielito Lindo (pretty…
March 5 – March 8, 2018. “Moose!”, Duwan exclaims as we pull into El Mirador campground. Leave it to Duwan to recognize a dog she knows out here in Baja California. She hops out to greet Moose as I find…
February 5 – February 13, 2018. “Open.” Oh, English. That was for me. I open my mouth wider. It’s really my only job here. Hard to believe I was dozing off in a dentist’s chair, with people working in my…
January 24 – January 28. Journey to Tucson, Second Leg. On our drive from New Orleans to Tucson we chatted with our friend Deanna to see if she was ready to “receive” us. We were welcome, of course, but she…
