We left the Monterrey area the day after one of the strangest days of our lives, election day 2016.
We had a literal and figurative hangover. All we could think to do was hide in a redwood forest in Big Sur and hide from the online meltdown. This was a time we felt without resource, like getting news of the death of a loved one and there is no one, no thing to make it feel ok.
This was the best possible place to be, no cell service or WiFi, just huge trees to stare up at and a powerful ocean to engulf you and take you trance-like away to a far off land. Thus, we will leave you to stare out at the said ocean, and wonder how long it would take to swim to another country just as we did.