That musette bag in my hand is stuffed with travel food that started to smell within minutes of walking into the airport. Pity my seatmates on the 5+ hour flight. When I pulled out the first baggie, the guy next to me looked over with raised eyebrows and asked, “Spinach?” I felt so proud to smugly reply, “No, kale.” The first stop after leaving the airport in San Diego was to get fish tacos, because FOOD.Team vehicles! Holy balls, I feel like a pro. Then two seconds after I took this, our director called me a dork and everything felt right in the world.Borrego Springs is gorgeous.
