Oakland_(But really this one is Tocambaro, Mexico). I brought back an interesting strain of viral bronchitis and have been out of commission for the last few days. But the videos have not stopped playing out in my mind since the trip ended on Sunday. So to not let them fester in that backwards of my mind and furthermore, to not let the suspense lead to disappointment, let Tumbaro at night roll. We have already been [see entire entry...]

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July 6, 2007
Uruapan__“Estas maraniendo el bandwidth,” you’re hogging the bandwith, is not something you want to hear while you’re trying to upload a video of your latest adventures in trying to track down a cult. In all my internet life (yes, I call it that since I’ve been on since some crazy pre-internet days when I was 17 surfing on librarians’ terminals) I have never been called a bandwidth hog. I felt dejected and insulted [see entire entry...]

July 5, 2007
Nuevo Jerusalen_At 5 am Mark and I dragged ourselves out of our dingy hotel room in Potambaro, packed up our gear and headed out in a stupor to New Jerusalem for their 7 am mass.  No coffee, no food, no water, just gear and our mud stained gray Subaru slowly making its way through a thick darkness stirring with sugar cane fields and heat lighting clouds hanging low across a moon lit by [see entire entry...]

Guadalajara, Mexico__It’s a radioactive sky outside, the color of rust and the silhouette of planes against pools of water from the rain that has just stopped in Guadalajara where I wait for my next plane. I’m piggybacking on free Wi-Fi and clearing out unsent emails, while drinking a peach-prune yogurt from a slender bottle (you know you’re in Mexico when trying to get a plain yogurt is an impossible task). The airport is empty except [see entire entry...]