Just another day in a life of a veritable vagrant, this morning saw me
back at the airport, sitting at the California Pizza kitchen -the least
of all evils- chowing on a salad. Yes, I am off again. This time a
little farther afield, all the way to Thailand. It has been two years
since the last time, overdue really.
I am on assignment, for a rather grand magazine even. I'm not just
going there for the assignment though, there are family to see and
friends to play with and yummy things to eat and new old dishes to
learn. It should be fun –the usual family entanglement
notwithstanding.
I'm planning quite a roller coaster ride, from fancy western
dégustation menus, to rarefied Thai meals, on the table, the kitchen
floor, the street and everywhere in between. You are very welcome to
come with me. Some of those juicy details, naturally, you'd have to
wait to read about in said magazine, but there will be plenty others
fun things to go around. It's not like they'd let me fill up an entire
issue's worth of materials. Or would they? Perhaps I should have
asked?
But before we get to Thailand, I promised you some fun stuff from my
trip to Mexico last week. We were in Baja California, our second time
in less than six months. David goes to surf, I go to lie around in the
sun. In the summer we were over on the Sea of Cortez side, staying in
San Jose del Cabo –the quieter, more genteel neighbor of Cabo San
Lucas. In the winter we followed the wind and the surf to the other
side, staying over in Todos Santos.
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