Molcajete Madness
As Mexican as apple pie is American, but you’d be hard pressed to find a molcajete on the menu of a Mexican restaurant in the States. That, plus leaves. Lots and lots of leaves.
As Mexican as apple pie is American, but you’d be hard pressed to find a molcajete on the menu of a Mexican restaurant in the States. That, plus leaves. Lots and lots of leaves.
To San Pancho! Again! But this time ON FOOT from Sayulita. 6 miles… over ridges and through dense jungle… on rarely used paths… using what we think is a reliable map. What could go wrong?
Our latest jungle discoveries, the return of our golf cart after a long three week absence, and why you won’t see us buying land in Sayulita any time soon.
All beaches in Mexico are public land and open to everyone. Getting to them is a different story. More adventures in accessing Nayarit’s beautiful beaches by any means necessary.
Continuing our New Years tradition of long hikes, we attempt our longest one with the boys yet – a six miler through jungles and streams to Playa Patzcuaro.
Surprise! Nope, we’re not wanted by U.S. Marshalls, and we didn’t make a run for the border, though that would’ve certainly made things more interesting. Read on to find out more.
It’s that time of the year! While the country has changed [again], we continue our tradition of keeping it simple, unplanned, and time together.
Taking advantage of a relaxed week of fun in the sun and cooler temps, in the run-up to the dreaded holiday onslaught of tourists, both foreign and domestic.
Setting out in search of the last of the beaches that we can reasonably access with a golf cart and two feet. Plus more from early December.
Fun with baby sea turtles on the beach, colorful sunsets, more jungle hikes, and a special day done low key…just the way we like ’em.
We get ourselves a totally sweet, eco-friendly, off-road…ahem…golf cart! And other updates from Sayulita in the month of November.
Riley and I brave the jungle and the unknown in search of another mysterious beach on the windswept Pacific-facing side of Sayulita Point.
We encounter a mysterious man who leads us on a harrowing journey through the jungle to a wild and deserted beach.
Day of the Dead, a big provisioning trip, and other adventures and goings on from our second week living in Sayulita, Mexico.
We pay a visit to a graveyard beach and finally make the move from our temp housing to our longer-term home in Sayulita.
Suddenly finding ourselves without a place to stay on arrival in Mexico, we begin an exhausting weeklong search for a home at the cusp of tourist season.