Down South

Today has been a long, but exciting day so far. I started this trip off, when I left Phoenix, Arizona just last night. The three days I spent in Arizona were super sweet, and so relaxing. I was dropped off at the airport last night, just to find out that my flight had been delayed two hours again. So I passed out on some benches and caught up on some much needed sleep. I arrived into San Fran around 1:30am and had to pay $60 for a taxi. Switched bags, packed up a bit, and was back on the road before I knew it.

My breakfast was a margarita.

It was such a fun flight, just the four of us laughing our ass off due to sleep deprivation. One hour later, and were chillin’ in the airport figuring out what to do next. We jumped on the 992, and headed to downtown San Diego, where we caught a trolly to the border of Mexico. A few more margaritas, tacos, and we were on a coach bus cruising to Ensenada. Now were here, tired, delirious, and hungry for more tequila and fish tacos.

Keep in mind right now, I just spent the last few minutes trying to figure out how to spell hungry. My post is brief, and straight to the point, because I’m out of it right now. I’m in the zone. But, all four of us are doing good. Wes bled profusely at the airport earlier, and is passed out right now. Adrian meanwhile is freaking out because he just realized he lost his driver’s license within the first hour and Nick is so tired he’s barely talking.

And me,….well… like I said. I just spent a significant time trying to spell the word hungry. Keep you posted in the later time.