Doing a cobra on the front of our Xochimilco boat named 'Margarita'. Yet sadly, no margaritas were had.
In the surrealist dream, Sir Edward James Castle in Xilitla.
I spent a moment trying to blend in on Isla de las Munecas. The dolls were in place to scare away a persistent ghost.
Handstands in front of a wall of succulents. I touched one and it electrocuted me. Until that moment I did not know that plants could shock you.
impersonating sculpture.
impersonating sculpture.
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Looking cool with hostess Andrea.
Outside the dizzying spiraling Museo Soumaya, Mexico City.
n campus tree lunging in Mexico City.
The best thing about being alone in a museum is taking off your shoes and doing this.
'Sup. In San Luis Potosi mask museum, devil room. When it was not open.
At the edge of the Cave of Swallows during the rapid fire decent of thousands of birds.
My guide wanted to arm wrestle. I did not win.
Less than a mile from dense interstate traffic, Xochimilco is eerily peaceful.
After plunging this stick deep into the mud, I was instructed to walk back to the edge, and push. I pushed...us closer to getting trapped in sea grass.
Photos by Kenneth Kao.