Lobstahs mah dears
March 21st 2006 The weather was conflicting. Was it going to rain or not?
It did, and it even hailed, leaving the ground very wet and muddy—making the whole experience for my parents, tita (aunt), tito (uncle), and lola (grandma) of their very first trip to baja mexico reminiscent of the Philippines.
I warned them that as soon as we cross the border, the cars will be involved in some chaotic dance where every
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