It's been a little over 24 hours, and the cheese has not killed me, or provided a vehicle for mind-control parasites.
Why this blog?
In March 2003, I sold my San Francisco Bay Area home and hit the road; in August, I ended up in Oaxaca. What the hell happened?
About Me
- Name: Bones
- Location: Arcata, California
I'm using "wishfrog" over at gmail if you want to contact me.
About Oaxaca
- what's shakin'?
- towns around the state
- the news
- the weather
- come on down!
- facts for visitors
- say what?
My Last Few Posts
- Friday market day. After my last post I strolled o...
- Well, Sam's Club was as horrific as I imagined. I ...
- At school, whenever Greg or I relate a little “wel...
- Latest book to pass the time before the new magazi...
- Spanish continues to amuse me. Now, along with sin...
- A pretty quiet Tuesday. I had a morning class, and...
- I’ve been meaning to climb San Felipe, the mountai...
- It's Saturday night, and I just got back from a da...
- People down here say that the spirits of the dead ...
- Timothy's taking the first-class bus back to Mexic...
Previous Episodes
- San Juan and Danguilac
- Greg gets a haircut
- El Grito!
- Tlayudas
- Pueblo Viejo
- There's no K in Spanish
- Makin' biscuits
- Izzy moves to Oaxaca
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