I didn’t know anything about this place except there was a hike there that was recommended.
Crossing the border was like a dream: a bad dream.
Leon sucks. Its like Antigua Guatemala, only worse.
Crossing the border into El Salvador, we were helped by a guy who wanted me to hook up with his sister.
It was the most people I’d had in my van since Santa Fe, NM, when my cousin Nancy took Cass, Sage, me and two bikes up into the mountains for […]
I spent my third Christmas in Mexico last year.
I slipped out of Sayulita early one morning after hearing about a mountain bike ride with a guide company out of Puerto Vallarta.