Today, I left Ensenada and arrived in Tecate. Riding in, there was a lot of moisture in the air. It wasn’t rain, per se, but this was the closest to rain I’ve experienced in Baja. Since my spill at the water crossing in Loreto, I made sure to take my time.
Today, I ended my trip the same way it began, in Tecate. It’s a charming little town just south of San Diego County, and it was a nice spot for me to end my nearly month-long trip across this beautiful and desolate peninsula.
Last March, on my 38th birthday, I was laid off from work.
I wish I felt bitter. I wish I was angry that I was let go, or sad that I was forced to leave. At least then my emotions would fit with how I imagined I should feel. Yet, I felt none of that. Rather, that morning, I witnessed a tremendous weight lifted from off my shoulders. For years, I had grown increasingly restless with my current circumstances. I attempted to distract myself or to focus my attention elsewhere, but to no avail. Suddenly, however, I found myself with an abundance of time and an excuse to do almost anything. I was eager to make the most out of this opportunity.
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