South of the border, guey.

I had an awesome adventure in Tijuana MEX. I drove down there with my girlfriend for an awesome little weekend getaway type deal. It;s only a couple hours drive from LA, so it was an easy cruise. Got down there, saw my family’s favorite old market, the Mercado Hidalgo. I perused the booths, bought some mole spice mix, some tequila and some sweets for family friends. I also picked up some Piloncillo to make a Belgian style beer with.

Then we went down to Rosarito, a sweet little beach town about 40 minutes south of TJ. I bought my mother what I’m sure was the biggest flowerpot in all of Mexico, and we had lobster and drinks overlooking the ocean. It was pretty serene and peaceful, with most of the traffic staying away after the events of recent years. We had a blast, and really took in the place. It had been years since I was down there so it was just one nostalgia blast after another south of the border.

We wanted to get back up early, as we were staying at The Pearl hotel, and they have a sweet little bar and pool area. Unfortunately, the line to cross the border took us 5 freaking hours, and that was just unbelievably uncomfortable and practically unbearable. In the end, we missed the last call, but did get to enjoy our awesome room. The Pearl is a 60’s themed little slice of heaven, and our room was so welcoming and comfortable after our border crossing fiasco.

In the morning, we ate at Great Maple, and what I ate was just incredible. Smoked brisket, hollandaise, bacon, veggies, potatoes, and poached eggs. We also had some maple bacon donuts because why not. We were on a mini vacation to enjoy ourselves.

All in all, it was a hell of a little jaunt. I ended up with a few days of food poisoning, pretty sure it was from the one glass of tap water I absent-mindedly sipped on. Montezuma got his revenge on my Spaniard side, but the Aztec in me pulled through. Just barely. I’m writing this a week later, and I still feel a tinge of the fear. I think I learned my lesson about that one.

Looks like I’ll be up in Kern county this weekend for camping, then two weeks later, Seattle! Just a continuation to what has already been an incredible summer.