South, Before They Shut Us Down (Again)

It's important to have an escape plan, or at least somewhere you can wander to when the shit goes sour. I typically head south, over the border and into Baja. It has worked for me once before, and continues to prove itself a viable option. And so with the left coast of our country closing its doors yet again, suggesting its citizens rat out their neighbors for having Thanksgiving feasts, but also encouraging them to hit the Black Friday sales, I felt like it was time to point my front wheel south and see what happens. Back to Baja, to celebrate long dirt roads, empty beaches, gas station empanadas, getting lost and not giving a shit.

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