La Patria Es Primero


When I was 9, my parents bought a house in Sinaloa and their dream was to have us live there permanently. We ended up staying there for about a year.  I was enrolled in school and had some of the best times of my life there.  Fast forward to 2003 and I returned to live in México’s famous border town Tijuana. México is often misunderstood and it is because of that, that is often overlooked. It has a lot to offer if you know where to look.

Baja California Norte

Puerto Nuevo y Ensenada: Hidden Gems Beyond Rosarito

It’s hard to tell where one municipality begins or ends. My mom wanted lobster and was determined to drive out to Puerto Nuevo to get it. We ended up in Ensenada and stayed in Puerto Nuevo for the night. See what happens when you go the extra mile? Err…extra miles?

Rosarito Beach: When Tourism Kills

I don’t despise Rosarito.  Each time I’ve been there, I end up leaving within a few hours.  Don’t get me wrong, it is absolutely stunning; however, if I’m leaving for a weekend getaway, I wouldn’t consider this a cheap destination. It’s filled with tourists, therefore, expensive. For me, it’s a pit stop when going to Ensenada.


Culiacán: Sinaloa’s Capital City

This place surprised me! Leave it up to your family members to play tour guides. Anytime you can have multiple types of ceviche, broiled goat, freshly made cheese, and stuffed churros in one day, well, that’s a good day my friends.

Mazatlán: Tierra de Los Venados (Land of the Deer)

My father was born and laid to rest here.  From the time I could remember until age 15, I spent every summer in Sinaloa. It wasn’t until many years later that I realized the reason why many people couldn’t understand my Spanish. Unbeknownst to me, I was using a regional dialect.