I miss Baja. That's something to start off with. I miss the warm desert speckeld with cacti, the lizzards basking in the radiant sun. Though I only saw a few, I knew there were pleanty.
I miss the ocean, and waking up to it every morning, alongside Maria's heavy breathing. I miss having the temptation to skinny dip at night, but the water was to chilly, I often forgot the idea anyway.
I miss my host family and I miss playing basketball with my friends, and kids I didn't know. I really miss having to threaten myself, that if I threw my T.P in the toilett, I would have to fish it out.
Last, I miss the van rides where I constantly smelled other peoples feet, and me getting car sick, where I also took a picture alongside my sun-set shaded puke.
One thing I don't miss though is San Diego water. I'm a truly spoiled gal, used to drinking nothing but pure water from Colorado.
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well Jamica I agree i do miss Baja alittle and how we never had problems yey and it was funny when you thre up lol
-shelby
I miss Baja more, but I enjoyed your description of missing Baja.
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