The Adventures of Familia Bajaboy

  I have been drinking craft beer for most of my adult life.  It was Sierra Nevada Pale Ale, still one of my favorites, or St. Stans IPA that started it for me almost 25 years ago.  I lived in Fresno, California back when I started drinking beer and back then the craft beer scene was non-existent.  But we did have some decent options at the liquor store.  Some of my early beers that I remember were Liberty Brewing, Russian River, and Stone Brewing. Over the years, I found myself gravitating towards pale ales and India Pale Ales.  I never considered myself a beer geek and still don't to this day.  I do love hanging out with friends and enjoying a good beer, though, whether it's at home, camping, at the beach, brewery, or dive bar.  Hands down, it's one of my favorite activities. So when we started seriously considering moving to Mexico full time, I knew that I needed to learn how to brew beer.  Now don't get me wrong, there is a thriving brewery scene happening in Mexico

I have always enjoyed early morning hours but things are amplified in our village.  The roosters start the show followed soon after by the fishermen in their loud trucks and cars heading off to the boat launch.  Soon after, the sounds of seagulls, dogs, a passing motorcycle and kids heading off to school starts to fill the air.  It's loud but peaceful and welcoming.  The school bell rings and then it's time for me to head up to my office to begin my work. Most days, I sip my coffee and read emails.  I follow things up by getting math lessons ready for sessions I have with students later in the day.  I really don't like the feeling of being uprepared as it causes undue stress.  I'm trying to write more often and soon hope to make this a daily habit.   Before I know it, I need to head downstairs and get brunch started for Tracy and Gabriel.  It's a straight-forward and simple life but rich and rewarding.  Cheers to all the village voices each morning!