Kennedy photographer — he wanted to sell me a lens, but I took his picture instead. Sweet CB 200 restored with some chinese parts.
Orozco Motor Service, and the man that can fix anything, or so Andrew believes. After his magic touch Pinky uses less gas than Brain, goes faster and no longer smells as though she is about to blow up at any moment. Thank you!
One of countless partially assembled engines hanging around the garage.
Our amazing new friend Roger, who took us from shop to shop asking and translating for us in our quest to find Pinky some more offroad worthy tires.
Nope, still don’t see the piano, but I did get my Mexican tourist visa.
Here is a giant flag in downtown Ensenada — just in case the tourists fresh off the boat forgot they’ve arrived in Mexico.
Haha! That flag and a couple if other reasons are why Deanna and I say “everything in Mexico is bigger”! Miss you guys!
Have u figured out the green dot/ arrow thing.? So weird
It’s my favorite thing to act confused at the meeting places street paintings. I think they are for emergencies or lost people or something?