Not long after the sun had set one Friday evening in late May, Leslie and I stumbled wearily out of the Oaxaca international airport and headed toward the taxi…
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Not long after the sun had set one Friday evening in late May, Leslie and I stumbled wearily out of the Oaxaca international airport and headed toward the taxi…
Read MoreI love gastronomy. Good eating is an obsession of mine, and I’ll freely admit that at times I transcend mere foodie-ness and dabble in food snobbery.
As such, I find…
Read MoreNo soy un guía de turismo, pero interpreto a uno en la televisión.
The sentence above is a word-for-word literal translation of the (tweaked-to-fit-the-context) English expression “I’m not a tour…
Read MoreOne evening this past August I found myself travel-stained and weary, sitting in a dimly lit living room in Puebla, Mexico. My fiancée, Leslie, and I had spent the…
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