Staring down the shot glass of yet another pre-10am mezcal, I push any thoughts of What about my life productivity? aside and focus on what’s happening…
“So you attracted your own attacker by manifestin’ him through your nightmares…” The round, well-meaning woman sits nodding to herself comfortably in her chair. White…
For the first time on this trip, the cocaine looks unappealing. “I think I’m over it. I’ll just drink.” My mood is low — mind…
One night in the autumntime, there was an earthquake in the Coyoacán area of Mexico City. It was early in the hours of the morning,…
My Spanish teacher in Puerto Escondido dressed like the Fonz and liked to flaunt the collection of selfies on his blackberry. The photos were always edited in really outdated camera…
With the situation that has been underway in America until today’s executive order – children being taken from their parents at the border as part…
Party drugs like ecstasy, ketamine and cocaine find their way into the pockets of festival, concert and couch-session attendees, making them as common as a…
Our hotel room has a bare-bones Prison Break chic: white-tiled floors worn into a mushroom grain thanks to the oppressive southern Mexico heat, three rust-encrusted,…
My mate Conor and I had been on the road for a couple of weeks. We bought a Jeep from a custom car shop in…
The road descending from Oaxaca through the mountains to Puerto Escondido is not maintained in a way that provides a safe and relaxing journey. After…
It’s late afternoon on the Oaxacan coast, when the day’s heat fades just enough for the lazy breeze to push it away. I’m pedalling my…
It was our last night in Mexico and we were staying in a town swamped with cruise ships. After a day of watching grandparents shuffle…
