Sam gave us a sneak peek
at the soon-to-be-released Super Sam action figure.
And then we headed out
to the country where all is beautiful. It's as open as rural Texas,
rolling as Nevada, and sometimes even has the sharp green hills of Hawaii.
The coastline reminds
me more of northern California than southern....
And the road (Route 1) is really really
narrow. When it passes through a little town there's no shoulder
at all, the pavement simply gives way to well-packed perma dirt.
I was driving The Buss at a speed I thought possibly even a little fast,
and a local bus kept passing me like I was hardly moving, then barreling
off the road at the little unpaved buss stops, at which point I'd pass
him, then he'd blaze by again a minute later. We danced like this
then left Route 1, down
a winding semi-paved road, where we sampled some of the famous Mexican
drove through a gorgeous
and now we're home sweet
home, for the night at least. As I type this it's 9:41 pm Baja
time, all is dark except for the stars and my laptop, and I'm on top
of The Buss listening to the surf. There's lights from the small
coastal town Punta San Isidro about a half mile down the beach, and
nothing else. Even the ocean sounds a little different down here,
and I'm disoriented to just the right degree.