Here I am, sitting in the dining room of a small Spanish grandmother, looking at a silver plaque of "La Ultima Cena de Jesus" (The Last Supper) whilst a cool breeze blows across my shoulders. It's bright out -- surprisingly less humid than the past four days -- and I can hear the neighbors chatting... Continue Reading →


At the suggestion of a friend (I'm lookin' at you, Casey) and with the help of UrbanDictionary.com (aka the greatest reference material ever), I have compiled a list of what Baja means to me. So without further ado (this always makes me want to sing Agadoo)...without further agadoo, here is┬áthat lovely lovely┬álist: 1. Baja Men... Continue Reading →

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