I’m not a morning person but if getting up at first light means getting to watch the sunrise over the ocean while I stand with my bare feet in the sand then I’m in. It’s our first full day in Mexico and we’re feeling beyond stoked to be back. The pace is slower here and Mark & I feel so much more suited to it vs the pace of achievement & efficiency first, rest & enjoyment later...
We’re finally packed and ready to cross the border. I can’t help but ask myself over and over, do we have everything we need? I’m pretty certain we’re as ready as we can be but as we approach the border my heart starts to race. All the barbed wire and warning signs aren’t helping. And then just like that we’re in Mexico. I feel my awareness of my surroundings heighten yet my anxiety vanishes...
In December we moved out of our tiny home on wheels (our toy hauler) and in to our tinier home on wheels (our utility trailer) to spend 2-3 months camping on the beautiful beaches of Baja California, Mexico. Since then I’ve found myself committing to a daily routine of writing and recapping each day of our trip. At first I started writing as a way to preserve the memories for Mark & I...
