We camped here and at some unknown beach a few days away. That time we drove down a sandy road and eventually found a man sitting under a palapa in his front yard. We traded him a couple of beers for a night camping at his beach. We were visited by crabs and cows that night, but it felt like were the only humans in the universe.
We lived in El Paso at the time but wanted to move to California. I had applied for a job as the Executive Director at the Santa Monica Chamber of Commerce before we left. Back in this time before smartphones, I checked my email at a hotel in Loreto, several days farther down the coast. I had an email asking me to call to set up an interview, so I found a payphone and made the international call. We finished our trip cutting off a couple of days on the backend to travel to Los Angeles for the interview.
I ended up getting that job, and it was one of my favorites. You never know where you'll be when that call comes. I've also learned that all of these life experiences and pivots have contributed to my novels. Driving the long, windy roads of Mexico - check. Running a community organization - check. Doing it all with my best friend - check. I can't wait to see what's next.
