Biding time in Mexico

Between writing Notes on Facebook and starting this trip to visit as many Facebook friends as possible in a year, there was a period where I was stuck. Stuck in Mexico. It’s a long story that you can read about starting with Note No. 74. During that time, I turned 30 and started a blog. These are the entries from when I was trying not to lose my mind that I was still south of the border, when I really wanted to be back in the States and on the road already.

Forget the gold. Just try to see the colors.

Lost at land

Things we never grow out of

Blue means Go

How a pizza cutter (or an axe) nearly made me miss my flight