Finally sat down to go through photos from my recent trip to Mexico. These past few weeks have been a welcome blur of anticipation, exhaustion, and humility.

Also arctic temperatures in New York City, which is only fun if you can ride around on a dog sled like a Siberian queen, and those dogs take you to a bathhouse like the one in the royal palace of Zamunda.

So on this trip I savored every bit of sun in our beautiful hacienda, and wandered about dusty, forgotten streets. There’s hardly a soul to greet in all of Merida’s old parts, but I made sure to slow down for every Volkswagen beetle, vibrant, crumbling facade, and al pastor taco I could find.


“One must maintain a little bit of summer, even in the middle of winter.” – H.D. Thoreau

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