When in Mexico

I spent the weekend in a small town called Empalme on the western coast of Mexico. I was treated to the good graces of a fine family. As I had plenty of dirty laundry in tow the opportunity to get it done was great. When I was very young I remember my Mother hanging the clothes up to dry as I played in the laundry basket and ran through billowing sheets. The ever present powerful sun and the sea breezes of Empalme quickly dried my clothes and left them fresh and somehow a little more special. Viva Mexico!

listening to "Beck - Earthquake Weather"