When I first came to Mexico I felt like an empty shell. I still feel like my soul has been permanently damaged by the insidious influence of American consumerism and general culture of greed - and I admit I can be as bad as any jet-flying corporate exec (except my jets are weekly pedicures and overpriced hair and skin products). However, my tainted soul is feeling a little more chill.

What'd I do in Mexico? Shop. Eat. Sleep. Shop. Same things I do in LA...just done a lot more slowly.

Just for today, I feel well rested.