I have no fucking clue what I’m going to do. I call passport control in the States to report a stolen passport. They tell me to call the local embassy. I call and they’re closed. I ask my new friend to wait in the car at the airport as I run to the airline desk. It’s now 3:00pm.
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I've been down the Pacific side of Baja twice, only as far south as San Ignacio lagoon, which was our destination. Best memories are of the fab food along the way, the friendly people, and the natural landscape. I'd go again in a heartbeat.
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Always ask beforehand how much is whatever you order, and always pay in cash. Sad but true.
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At this point, I’m losing my shit over just about everything, and she grabs my hand, tells me it’ll be ok and then kisses me
I kiss back. What the fuck is happening?

