the border

say...

after spending a night under a roof at Northern Sun, and then under the non-stop rains in Sundown manitoba, we headed south with an east wind towards the us of a

there is a lotta pulses being grown here. not much else happenin.

we made it south of the border with warnings of drug cartels and ak47s being toted around mexico freely. the border guard said "it's a big place... just like winnipeg" as if we fear going out at night downtown. the culture will be an adjustment.

we're spending the eve in roseau, on the way to bemidji. i'll say hi to paul bunyon, for y'all.

much love, d