The grand finale. The cherry on top. The end of all ends.

Albertian and I were the only members of our clan willing to fork out the moolah to swim with the dolphins. I was hesitant at first, mostly because the idea of those creatures in confinement was bothersome, but I did some background research...

On my second morning of being sober, the girls and I decided to do something cultural and check out Chichen Itza. Our jolly, chubby guide gave us a lecture on Mayan culture (who know that the Mayan language is the 5^th most spoken language in North America?) and the history of Chichen Itza, and then offered...

Catamaran day. I woke up with my stomach searing and my head cracking. The photographers on our boat were smokin’ hot, and I wanted to rub oil all over their bodies. Instead, the girls and I pushed other tourists out of the way to get the best seat on the boat, right on top of the world. Good thing...

On Sunday, we hauled ourselves out of bed with hangovers of death to spend another lazy day at the beach. Surprisingly, the glaring sun and salt water seemed to be the cure. Until THE INCIDENT.

Whoever thought that shopping at the hacienda the morning after a night of binge drinking was clearly an idiot (aka me). There are about a dozen or more things I’d rather do than stumble around in a sweaty haze, bouncing from souvenir shop from souvenir shop (all selling the same products) or haggling...

Day 2 marked Bandaid’s 22nd Birthday, so we figured the only way to celebrate was to head to the beach to quaff drinks. The day was already brilliantly marked with a blue sky and a warm breeze. When we discovered five loungers lined up neatly in a row on the beach, we took it as a sign from God,...

**First of all, let me say that my trip to the Riviera Maya was my first experience with a resort package. I understand certain travel experiences are limited within the resort walls, and only a narrow view of a country is presented this way, but this is my travel experience nonetheless. At least enjoy...

A recent press trip to Loreto sold me on this "undiscovered" Baja hamlet in a way completely different from the one intended by the organizers. Unless you like gigantic resort developments populated by aging LA boomers and surrounded by signature golf-courses, I have some urgent advice: Visit Loreto...

I can remember the strong and sweet wind that enveloped me as I approached the golden shoreline. The Mexican sun was sweltering, but the wind blowing from across the Pacific was cool and restless, making my sundress flutter in the wind. As the sun set, the resort’s hotel staff was preparing for...

In San Jose, there's The Roller Skating Guy. 

In Santa Cruz, there’s The Cranky Lady with the Pink Dreads. 

In Missoula, there’s The Guy Who Parks His Huge, Smelly Dogs Outside of Coffee Shops All Over Town. ...

We decided to take our friend’s advice. Instead of celebrating my 33rd birthday in Tijuana with the company of tequila shots and a U.S. government travel advisory, Amy and I spent my special day on a 26-hour unmagical bus ride. Darkness broke up the monotony of cactus, graffiti, and shacks through...

Atl: water. 

Yolo: heart. 

Nechmaka atl: give me water. 

Nechmaka moyolotsi: give me your heart.

Gilberto’s friend David is teaching us Nahuatl. 

We sit in the bright green living room of our...

Christmas for Mexicans, in traditional homes and rural areas, is a religious celebration. For better or worse, families in Playa del Carmen, Mexican or otherwise, seem to have adopted a decidedly “Americanized” version of the holiday. This year, more than ever, the stores are jam packed full...

We were standing on a dusty street corner in Celestun, a dozy and somewhat derelict village on the northern Gulf of Mexico side of the Yucatan Peninsula. The side few tourists frequent, its beaches not as white, its waters not as azure, and its tourist amenities not as developed as the southern...

A renaissance was underway in the Mexican art world of the 1920s and 1930s, as eminent painters like José Clemente Orozco, Diego Rivera, and David Alfaro Siqueiros revived the tradition of large-scale public art and defined muralism as a vital and germane monument of Mexican modern art. As expressed...

I recently returned from a 5-week stint in Mexico City. Here are some cultural peculiarities that I quickly grew accustomed to and may just miss now that I'm home.

Mexican time

Class starts at 10:00. Okay, here I am, two till 10. The school is locked. No one's here. "What's the deal?" I ask my teacher when...

Traveler Brandon enhances his Spanish vocabulary between licks of homemade ice cream at the Paleteria la Paloma in Todos Santos, Mexico

I won't lie—I have misgivings* about Thanksgiving.

But nevertheless, taking a day out of the year to kick back with family and reflect on and give thanks for what's going right in our lives…that can't be a bad thing.

And, as travelers, we have much to be thankful for.

The majority of Americans have...

Homesick for peanut butter, traveler Brandon finds the next best thing - fish with peanut sauce- at El Zaguan in Todos Santos, Mexico.

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Traveler Brandon not only gets to meet the energetic Jill Logan but also gets a personal tour of her famous gallery. After watching this video check out her collection online at www.jilllogan.com

Todos Santos, Baja California,...