Skinny legs and all. My first trip to Mexico. Well, yes, it's a border town just an hour south of Tucson (where I was visiting my friends Simon and David), but it's still Mexico. I love how much blue there is here, not a color I would normally think of as "south of the border." I remember the thrill of leaving the US of A for a few hours, the religious knicknacks, the beautiful glassware, of which I brought back many samples that I still use today, all filled with memory.