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Flat waves in Tamarindo, Costa Rica and my new Argentinean and Costa Rican friends' floodlights inspire a humid summer night…

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Season 2

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Webisodio #16 is live! Check it out in the Season #2 thumbnail. Webisodio #17 is right around the corner!

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Surf Lessons

Surf Lessons

Learn how to surf in Venice, California with an experienced Hawaiian instructor.

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Language Exploration

Tutoring for travel

Learn to speak another language fluently, it never ceases to enhance my travel experiences

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Travel Log #8 - Useful information for shipping your truck from Baja to Mainland Mex

We shipped our truck from La Paz (a little over a hundred miles north of Cabo) to Topolobampo, just outside the city of Los Mochis in Sinaloa County . If you do not want to drive as far south as La Paz there is another ferry that leaves from Santa Rosalia (the muggiest town on the planet if you ask me). A vehicle permit is required to ship a car from both locations. It is important to note that a permit can be purchased in La Paz, but not at Santa Rosalia! Thus, in order to ship a vehicle from Santa Rosalia a vehicle permit must be purchased beforehand. You don't want to have to be forced to backtrack several hundred miles to Tijuana!!

To avoid any angry accusations from any of you out there in Bloggerlandia I have included a link to Lonely Planet's comprehensive shipping requirements for anyone considering undertaking such a trip in order to absolve myself of any responsibility. You don't want to miss the boat on this one. Pun intended.

Lonely Planet Link About Baja - California Transportation

Travel Log #7 - Leaving Baja

As the first driver to roll up onto the ferry leaving Baja for Mainland Mexico I felt like I was in a dream. The whole experience of driving my truck,the same truck that I used to just head down the street for in Santa Cruz to 7-eleven or the supermarket onto a Mexican super ferry didn't compute. It was kind of a pinch myself moment for me. We had already driven over 1000 miles. Honestly, I had no idea what to expect on the Mainland. My romantic notion of what I thought it might be like, cactuses and vultures was only partially incorrect. There were definitely some vultures, but the landscape couldn't have been more humid. Little towns and some big ones would repeatedly give way to jungle after jungle along the drive. Mexico is definitely no one climate pony, that's for sure...

Travel Log #6 - Day 5

After driving all morning we rolled into Cabo San Lucas in the early afternoon. The truck was making some weird buzzing noise. I think a bolt was loose somewhere. We pulled into a dusty Pemex on the outskirts of town and instantly a guy was trying to help us "fix our problem." He had run over from across the street. After a few attempts at tightening some bolts under the hood, it became readily apparent that he just wanted to sell us weed, which looked like dirt. So funny. Everyone is a hustler it seems these days. Especially in Latin America . He said, you guys are nice boys, I am a nice boy. We are all nice boys. He wasn't of much help to us...

Travel Log #5 - Day 4

After a 30 minute boat ride to the island in the early morning the waves were just starting to show. As we pitched the tent and erected a wind breaker the waves quickly picked up to around chest high and started looking super fun in the offshore breeze. I raced out there for a quick solo session. As I was heading out 2 private jets with 3 members of Team Billabong's junior A team (Sterling Spencer , Granger Larsen , and Johnny Craft ) arrived literally out of thin air with 3 camera men in tote. It was crazy to think how we had experienced so much over the past few days in the process of getting there and they just floated in fresh from the creature comforts of Gringolandia. Even there boarded up lean-to shack looked luxurious in contrast with our wind buffeted tent. The journey and our ghetto accommodations however made it all the more rewarding for me. In retrospect, I wouldn't want it to have been any other way. We had earned it....

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