Probably the single biggest reason that we like Portland over our hometown in Minnesota so much, is the neighborhoods. Sidewalks, unique homes, tons of flowers, one-off restaurants, antique vehicles, cars that stop and wait for you to arrive at crosswalks, parks all over the place, towering trees, local pubs, and … Read More
Royal Baby?
Sometimes I get the impression that people don’t believe just how out of touch we are with television and celebrity and sports and pretty much everything that is unrelated to our own small bubble that surrounds our boat. Then this happens while my mom watches her morning talk show and … Read More
Adiós Tías
It was great having Ali’s sisters out for a few days. The kids don’t see them enough, but when they do they can’t get enough of them. Ali and I will be hearing about their visit for days to come.
Beat the Heat
Portland, Oregon is feeling like San Carlos, Mexico at the moment, getting swept up in the heat wave rockin’ its way through the West. Instead of hibernating with the air-conditioner cranking we spent most of the day at a couple of different parks around town. Mexico needs more of these … Read More
Oh, Hey Papa
My bus eventually rolled in to Tucson at 3:30 in the morning. I got to the airport and found out right off the bat that my flight was delayed. Then delayed again, and again. I was supposed to have a three-hour layover in San Francisco, but it was now looking … Read More
Midnight Border Run
The other day I asked the owner of this café if his son would be interested in watching Mango the fish—we’d pay him of course. The kid said he would but then realized he was going to the States in a couple of weeks and it wouldn’t work out. That’s … Read More
Work, Work, Work.
Warning: This post contains entirely too much boat work talk. Here is the e-mail conversation Ali and I just had (that’s right, e-mail conversation, because we don’t know how to text or IM or whatever the hell it is): Ali: No blog posts. Have you been taking pictures? Me: Haven’t … Read More
Gone Baby Gone
We woke up early today, loaded into the car and headed for Hermosillo—the nearest place to catch a flight to the States—ninety minutes away. By the time we got there Ouest already had two blisters on her heels due to her horrible parents putting shoes on her instead of sandals. … Read More
Cancel That
We came to San Carlos for the sole purpose of hauling the boat out, getting the bottom painted, and fixing a couple of small things. We thought it would be easy enough. It seems like everybody cruising in the Sea of Cortez in May is headed for San Carlos to … Read More
Poke-a-knots
Ouest wore a polka-dot shirt today which prompted what has become my favorite word out of her mouth—poke-a-knot. Grandmas, next time you’re buying Ouest a dress, please look for poke-a-knots. Went in to Guaymas this afternoon. Not much to say really. It’s a city. It’s got Home Depot, McDonald’s, and … Read More