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| Popotla Baja California Mexico |
It had been a few years since I crossed the California-Mexico border to enter Baja California. I’m a born and bred San Diego girl, which means in my early 20s I crossed the border numerous times (much to my mother’s chagrin). You know, because a shot of tequila is so much better when poured directly down your throat with a whistle blowing and a head shake after (not really). There were also the frequent cross-border taco runs. But as I got older, the trips into Baja dwindled, and then stopped completely. Then we started hearing travel warnings because of the drug crimes and murders occurring in border towns. Some of those travel warnings have now been lifted, so I decided to dip my toes into the proverbial Baja waters again with a food tour with Club Tengo Hambre.