A Sticky Wind, Breakfast in Mexico
The cafe bustles, three tables seem to overwhelm the staff and proprietor. Content, I wait and ponder the couple across the aisle. She smiles at him like a lover. He looks at her like a meal ticket.
Why Wait You So Long
It’s hammock time. Swinging in the breeze, on the atolls off Belize in the heat of midday, a rhythm finds me.
Make Mine Lime, Thoughts on Mexico
Living on Mexico time. To be honest, I’m more than comfortable with 'relaxed'. The heat and humidity fill me, wandering, completely without purpose, soaking in small town Mexico on the Mayan Riviera. It’s easy to be enchanted by Puerto Morelos.