The day I got to Mexico it was late September. So when I got off the plane and was waiting in the middle of the Paseo de Reforma (Mexico's largest highway) I was in pants and a large coat with 2 backpacks sweating to death feeling like a genuine ass whole while I waited for my landlord to come and give me the keys. I did not arrive feeling like I had just opened a wonderful new chapter in my life. All I could think while I stood there waiting in the street was "What the hell

When you meet someone who lives or has lived in another country two questions usually come to mind. How and Why. While I'm sure normally the answers are really interesting I don't think mine is so much. When I was in my twenties I wanted to do anything and everything except be living in Illinois and work with my father. Not that my dad was a bad guy but it seemed to be the destiny of over half my family and I was never one to take the road well traveled. It was a tough time f