Sarah, my wife, on returning to the U.S. found herself with some GI illness that with the help of her existing ulcerative colitis made, and continues to make her life hell. She has to go to work, but has cramping and unpleasantries I won't mention, gee isn't capitalist healthcare the best! As such I made a mad dash back across the states from Guerrero Negro in five days to help hold down the fort and make her life better in any way I can. Although lets be real, I also missed the dog. Heres a photo dump of some of my last few weeks in Mexico. My biggest struggle in the days I've been back in the US is how insular and cold Americans are. In six weeks of being on the road I can't recount a single vehicular or human based interaction that felt sketchy or life threatening and since my return I've found myself in situations that genuinely frightened me almost every day (I've been back less than a week)...