Diablito puts you in the driver’s seat for a spur of the moment, nail biting year-long road trip across Mexico.
More than a travel odyssey, you’ll spend months in a hidden ghost town, almost lose it all, find love and melt down on the beach, experience unprecedented kindness and meet a shaman.
Ride along with the trials and tribulations of two young friends engulfed in the unknown—intentionally wasting time on a haphazard hunt for high adventure and a meaningful existence.
A great weekend read with a heavy dose of cultural significance, this novelette clocks in at around 14,000 words but you’ll definitely get some mileage out of Diablito. Hopefully it’ll be shared and inspire you to take your own trip—an escape—and discover more of life’s simple pleasures.
This is a story that must be told and the first of three parts.
We were invincible.
I lived in a tiny bedroom in an upstairs duplex apartment on 51st and Airport in Austin. Sitting at a roll top desk I was behind on rent and trying to make money with t-shirt designs—typical. We parked in the front yard and collected concert flyers.
My roommate was a long-haired California transplant who spent his nights talking to his plants on Rohypnols, mostly hanging ferns. On some days he rode his vintage bicycle to work at the Texas School for the Deaf with the trademarked slackers and musicians and I had no purpose. Read the rest of this entry »