For months, I’d been looking forward to my five-week solo trip to Mexico, where I’d be housesitting in a beautiful oceanfront home in La Paz.
I expected I’d have a relaxing stay, and I was especially eager to learn more about the area and its local culture to see if I might want to retire there someday. Right now, I’m not tied to staying in the US and am exploring options close by.
I planned my trip before the official start of summer, bought gauzy clothes to cover my arms and legs, and packed a couple of sun hats. I assumed that if I could survive going to college at the University of Arizona, I could surely handle five weeks in La Paz, which…
