Friday night my mom drives us to a family Christmas party in Rosarito.
We have an amazing weekend. Everyone else leaves on Sunday.
With no money and no car, we decide to stay. We are either spontaneous or stupid.
Either way, it was worth it.
I procure marijuana from the locals in broken Spanish.
They may have nothing, but they believe in something.
Tequila sunrise.
Wednesday, we get a ride. 3 hours north, back to the US.
6 hours on the Amtrak, up the coast, back home.
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moralitydies:
are you home?
moralitydies:
sorry you dont feel well. i miss you too. 