LandfallVoyages

“Hello, I remember you from last year.” It was the last night of the insane 9-day, round-the-clock fiesta that marks the celebration of La Cruz’s founding. I turned away from the stage, where adorable 5 year old girls were re-enacting hula dances from Lilo & Stitch, to see who, in this great crush of people, […]

  It was a day of unusual perfection. That delicate balance of tropical heat and cool breeze, our boat laying quietly at anchor in Punta Mita and uncrowded surf just a paddle away. We were approaching the golden hour, when the sun sinks low and drenches the world in impossibly rich and vibrant color. “I […]

We love Charlotte, Eric, Cora, and Lyra. They are our friends and our lives are better for having them in it. After Lyra was born, we went with them to the Registro Civil, and acted as the necessary two witnesses who attest to the fact that a) this woman has been pregnant and b) she gave […]

I have a talent, it seems, for filling up the little spaces in conversation with all the words you never say in polite company. When Eli was a 3rd grader, his school district went all “scorched-earth” on the subject of unhealthy foods. We found out about it on Back-to-School night—you know, the night you rush […]

In high school, my Spanish teacher teased me incessantly about my shoes—more specifically, the lack thereof. Every time I saw him, he’d pause with a grin on his face, shake his head a little in admonition and say, “¿Senorita Quan, dónde están sus zapatos?” It’s not that I didn’t have any shoes, it’s just that […]

When we were in SoCal, we realized beyond a shadow of a doubt that our “mattress” was junk. It was made of eight inch thick hard foam and was about as comfortable as a barn floor, plus it reduced our modest bunk area considerably. There isn’t a square corner on the bunk anywhere and the […]

“Katrina’s gonna be calling you later,” says my husband. I’m standing at the stove, trying to make some atole, because truthfully—I feel like a dog turd that’s been sitting in the sun for three days. Comfort food is totally warranted in this case. I know, ‘cause I looked it up in 2014’s latest “How To […]

In the beginning of this blog, after a good flame post, my dad warned me to keep it more positive than negative. Good advice. Soon we’ll write about our lost weekend/ six shitty months in Jacksonville, Fl./ taint of Florida, the ballsack of America. As you might have surmised, it would have been six months […]

At 6:00 this morning I woke up for a moment thinking that I’d be going right back to sleep for awhile longer. It’s Sunday. Still dark then. Just a minute later the wind started to blow. And blow. And blow hard! I stepped out on deck and witnessed chaos. The weather’s been so benign that […]

This is not the post that you thought it would be. You might expect me to complain about the drinking habits of boaters. It wouldn’t be out of character if I did. I’m not. I want only to explain. We have friends, quite a few here and along the way, that subsist mainly on alcohol. It’s […]