“Well maybe…we should go get a shrimp cocktail,” Lorena said slyly. This phrase would become a constant refrain on our trip through Nayarit and Jalisco. Going to town? Maybe we should get a shrimp cocktail…Going on ice mission? Maybe we should get a shrimp cocktail…Sunburnt? Maybe…You guessed it. While I did not actually tally the number of shrimp Lorena consumed on the trip, I’m guessing it’s in the thousands. My five week trip proffered many pleasures: delicious pulpo (octopus) […]
Without delay I set up residence in an inexpensive downtown hotel. I remember it was about four o’clock. I remember because the moment I entered my room, I dropped my backpack, grabbed my recently made jewelry and rushed out to find a place to sell my wares before the sun set.