Blogs from San Francisco , Nayarit, Mexico, North America

Dance baby dance like the world is ending, dance baby dance cuz the world is ending! In case you haven't heard, the world is ending. There's natural disasters everywhere. People are getting rocked by volcanos, earthquakes and hurricanes. Donald Trump is dictator of the great USA. I guess we pissed off whatever god we forgot to believe in. I stood on the road and held signs and handed out flyers with my girl in Puerto Vallarta the other day. She comes from Mexico City and there have been over 300 reported dead there. Sometimes I have hot sauce or dog shit on my bare feet. I still keep my tent almost immaculate, I sleep better in a clean space. I have thorns embedded in my right foot, a swollen left foot from working the heavy bag ... read more

"There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread." I met this hardass mofo, ex US Marine, somebody you wouldn't want to fuck with. We began chatting at the bar and I slowly ascertained that he's a high-ranking member of the drug cartel. His buddy just stood there with a radio, not drinking, not talking to anyone, occassionally making calls: presumably his bodyguard/assistant. Near closing time, he asked if I wanted to go back to his hotel and "party" more. Most people would've probably said no, due to his volatile and criminal nature; and the other people we were with did say no, but I decided to throw caution to the wind... again. Turns out he seems to be a really nice guy (I suppose when he's not busy murdering people) with an absolutely insane amount ... read more

There are black-skinned, almost completely hairless dogs that live here. Many of them have a thin white mohawk and were selectively bred by the Aztecs as holy creatures centuries ago. They're called Xoloitzcuintli. Yeah, try to pronounce that one. At first glance, they appear demonic or alien. But the ones I've met have the most lovely personalities, fiercely affectionate once they get to know you, and generally very timid and docile. I'm having a conversation with Chuck Norris. He calls me by my last name, "Copas," which means "cups" in Spanish. I like the way Mexican people find a way to give you a nickname no matter what, even if it's just your last name. What's the fun in using your ordinary, mundane, shitty, boring first name? Also, whenever I use my first name, I have ... read more

I've officially taken a shit and done yoga whilst snorkeling. How many of you can say you did that?? I took a day trip up to Lo De Marcos, a town with no foreigners. The snorkeling was good, I have several fish which don't live in the Atlantic that I need to identify. Perhaps I can put a camera in my ear and take pictures of my memory and send them to Google. Often when it rains in this tropical climate, our roads turn into rivers. There's nothing like dancing in the rain and swimming in the street when there's really nothing else you can do. Why try to stay dry when this opulence presents itself? There aren't many artificial lights around here, and the darkness at the beach at night is stifling. I've climbed the ... read more

Well, free tequila on a plane: that's a thing. It completely makes up for having to run around the Mexico City airport for several hours trying to figure out where my backpack was. I wasn't allowed enough time between connecting flights, due to customs and such, and I had to ensure that my backpack would arrive with me in Puerto Vallarta. But here I am! Typing words into this magical machine, suspended above Mexico in the clouds by another magnificent machine. I'm so fucking excited to return. Yesterday, my last night in Ohio, filled me with such strange conflicting emotions. I was so eager to continue this adventure in a country I've rapidly grown to love so dearly. And simultaneously, I was so grateful that I was able to reconnect with my family and so many ... read more