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Fall
I say I hate the seasons; well, all but one. What I really mean is that I just don’t believe in weather. Having been raised in California, I grew up thinking it was always 70 degrees and sunny outside. Unlike the Eskimo and their 50 words for snow, we Californians have just one word for…
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A nice piece of Astoria
I was visiting Astoria about a month ago when a friend of mine bought me the book “A Little Piece of Astoria”, by Matt Love. Unfortunately, I didn’t begin to read it until I returned to Portland and quickly became disappointed that I had waited as it was filled with the kinds of unusual things…
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3 days in Zihuatanejo: Day 3-The Chicken Bus
I’d heard often about the chicken bus. I imagined it to be some rickety metal box, curtains flapping in the open windows, packed full of with people, and of course, chickens running down the center aisle. In all my travels through Mexico, I’d never had the good fortune to have such an encounter, until today.…
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The best road to Oaxaca city from the coast
When headed to the city of Oaxaca from the southern coast of of Mexico, you have two options: The first, and the one more frequently taken by travelers, takes you a couple hours east along the coast before heading north on a relatively modern highway. The second, takes you directly inland along a windy mountain…
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The Rustic Beach Cabaña
As the bus neared my destination, I continued to struggle to decide which town I would choose for my stay in the region. There were five of them along the coast, all within a mile of each other and all very different. According to my guidebook, Zipolite was a small hippie enclave where most of…
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Wild Taxi Ride
Climbing onto a bench in another cramped chicken bus, I was on my way to Puerto Angel. The tarp of this one draped over the front so I could only see out the back. Despite not actually knowing what the town looked like, I feared I’d only recognize it as it passed behind us. With…
