A story of a family trip
In 2015, I got an invite from my homie Nate to join him and his family on a trip to Michoacan. His grandparents were in their 90s, and the family felt this might be the last time they could all make the trip from Rosarito. One day on the road, I got sick to my stomach after finishing off 22 tacos in Uruapan. The busdriver told us we were on a road prone to hijackings, and we wouldn’t be able to stop. Nate’s grandmother was kind enough to give me one of her adult diapers to wear just in case I had an accident.