Diary of a Landlocked Gringo Surfer in Mexico

Transmission Uno  Picture this. It’s 78 degrees, you’re sipping a Corona with lime, and munchin’ cheap-ass tacos. Where are you? You just pictured the playa, didn’t you. Well, you’re wrong. I just described my evening last night 650 km away from the nearest wave in Zihuatanejo. I’ve been in Mexico City (Ciudad de Mexico,CDMX) for … Continue reading Diary of a Landlocked Gringo Surfer in Mexico