Mexico City: Traditional Hand-Made Yummy

I started the shortest day of 2016 at my new favorite local joint—Fruta Editorial. Yesterday when I stopped in for a juice, the employees, Paulina and Arturo, insisted that at some point I try their chilaquitos, a breakfast bowl. Today I did, and chose the Cabra Verde: beans and fried tortilla as the base, then topped with onion, spinach, avocado, cilantro sauce, and goat cheese. … Continue reading Mexico City: Traditional Hand-Made Yummy

Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 19

Cannon Beach Sea Ranch Zero Day (actual date Wednesday 6/11/14) In my dream, the distance I have to cover is overwhelming. I navigate mountainous dunes and ridiculously steep single-track trails. I need water. I’m exhausted and can barely lift my heavy legs. My throbbing feet wake me up often. I change my sleeping position, hoping the stressful dream will change. It doesn’t. Women from my … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 19

Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 17

Tillamook to Manzanita Beach (actual date Monday 6/9/14) It was tough to fall asleep worried about bedbugs. But my worries were in vain. I slept hard and needed an alarm to wake up. I was walking by 7:45am and eating toast and oatmeal in a Bay City greasy spoon, Downie’s Cafe, by 9:30. A local came in and ordered a giant stack of pancakes. That … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 17

Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 16

Neskowin Beach to Tillamook (actual date Sunday 6/8/14) Sleeping on soft sand isn’t comfortable. Makes for a restless night. At some point I’m sure I hear footsteps and breathing outside my tent, maybe even a drawn-out sigh as if my presence on the bluff is frustrating. I hear someone spit, then walk away. In my dream, my friend Kali rescues a male husky from a … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 16

Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 14

Zero Day at Beverly Beach State Park (actual date Friday, 6/6/14) Last night I turned in early.  All was peaceful until a man and a woman arrived at the hiker-biker camp with roller bags and loud voices.  Through the mesh of my tent I could see them.  Middle-aged, skinny and dirty.  When they opened their luggage it exploded like a zit.  It overflowed with clothes … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 14

Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 13

Waldport (hotel) to Beverly Beach State Park (Newport) (actual date Thursday 6/5/14) I woke up confused.  My skin felt swollen and dry.  I stayed up too late drying things out and getting laundry done.  I didn’t want to watch TV and there wasn’t anything on anyhow.  But still I incessantly flipped channels.  I reminded me of my dad when we first got cable back in … Continue reading Walking the Oregon Coast Trail, Day 13