In May of 2019 I had the opportunity to travel to Cape Town, South Africa with my daughter Lauren. She was on this trip with a handful of her peers to exchange teaching concepts with a school within the Langa township. Well, at least that’s what I assumed. Actually I’m Continue Reading
It appears that going into Acapulco from the south on a Thursday is what everyone likes to do. We were in gridlock, which was exacerbated by folks randomly parking wherever they desired. The result was Donnie, Sharon and Cecillio were a “no show” for the game last night. We arrived Continue Reading
12/21 The bus ride was not exactly what we intended. Yes, we took a bus. As most of you know, we prefer driving our own car when touring Mexico. But the bus would give us both the benefit of seeing the sights along the road from Mexico City to Acapulco. Continue Reading
Dec 14 – We flew into Mexico City around noontime, quickly made it through customs, and made our way to the nearest subway station. It took us a bit to get oriented. It’s not like we ride the subway every day. The VIA busses still dazzle us a bit. This Continue Reading
July 24. Well, as I alluded to in the previous post, we reluctantly left Orizaba this morning. It’s perfectly laid out streets easily led us to… well, we hadn’t discussed that part yet. Oaxaca, to further join the resistance? Catemaco, for a little spirit conjuring? After a number of indecisions Continue Reading
July 20. I have decided that we don’t get lost as much as I once believed. Let’s just say we travel creatively. That being said we found a very creative way to leave Tepoztlan, about an hour and a half of creativity. Eventually we were on our way towards Puebla. Continue Reading
July 15. The Pozole and a show was a bit much for Sharon so Shawn and I took off at 7am for the Van’s Open Surf Competition. They were whittling down to the final 32 surfers. It was a different way to kill the entire morning. Then we snuck into Continue Reading
Hey, it’s been a while but we have settled in in Acapulco. Here’s a brief rundown. July 9. Breakfast al fresco. Grocery shopping for the week via “collectivo”. Get off the bus and “poof”, my friend Cecillio appears, literally. He has a nack for that. Walk the strip at night Continue Reading
July 7. I walked down to the local OXXO (Stop n’ Go, Seven/Eleven type place) and grabbed 3 coffees for our exit from Patzcuaro. We decided to go back towards Quiroga and see if we could help with the protest. You know, use some of that supposed “White Power”. Ok, Continue Reading
July 6th. We mutually decided, without speaking to each other, to sleep in a bit. Here in the highlands of Mexico, you just assume it’s chilly outside each morning. We never really found out because none of us got out of bed. We were awake but… At 10, I finally Continue Reading
