Mexico
In May of 2002 I get a call, or an email I can’t remember, from my buddy Matt asking if I wanted to go surfing in Mexico for six weeks before school started up again in San Diego. I received this call or email at my host families house in Vina del Mar, Chile where I’d been living for the last four months with two months to go including finals. After finals I was planning to go to Peru for two weeks to hike Machu Picchu and I had spent the six weeks before Chile in Costa Rica preparing for my classes in Chile. I WAS TRAVELLED OUT!
But Matt was convincing. Him and all of the links to websites with pictures of perfect waves he sent me that I patiently looked at over dial up internet. Our friend Randy was going to come and it was going to be a cheap and fun trip eating avocados, bananas, and bread with the occasional meal and the promise of visiting the pyramids in Mexico City.
I said yes.
I was home for five days between six months in Chile and six weeks in the Mexican state of Oaxaca staying in Playa Zicatela and surfing Puerto Escondido practically everyday.
The picture below is me somewhere in Mexico City. I think I’m at a museum. I look a bit sun-kissed . . . and majorly haggard.
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