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This customer is already subscribed. At the end of December , our journey from Vancouver Island to Mexico began. We packed our van with all our things and started the long drive south. Driving the length of the Baja California, Mexico, had been a dream of ours for years.
A dream that began with purchasing our Ram Promaster , and converting it into a studio and cabin on wheels. All through the pandemic we were waiting for the day the Canada-US border would reopen, all the while dialing in the details of the van from installing a new fridge, storage for 6 of our surfboards and creating a cool temp environment for our pup Tonka. All the work was finally done, and we were ready to hit the road.
As a fine artist, a big purpose of the trip would be to disconnect and find inspiration for my new work. Leaving behind the ease of home certainly pushed us out of our comfort zones. All of that dreaming we had done for years was all of a sudden reality, and before we knew it, we were crossing the US-Mexico border into Tijuana. For those years leading up to the trip, my mind had done much of its own exploration.
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I couldn't help but to visualize what I thought our trip would look like, however, once we were in Mexico all those preconceived ideas melted away, and we were all of a sudden living in a whole new dream. As we drove South past Tijuana into Ensenada endless amounts of amazing Mexican food lined the streets and the friendliest, happiest people welcomed us into their home country. The most beautiful vistas and coastlines sat just below the highway, with waves reaching the shores for as far as the eye could see.
