How to TJ: Music shows south of the border

Upcoming weekends, January 31st thru February 8th

The music scene in Tijuana is steadily growing. Despite that the audience is not easily won and they are cheap, but playing in TJ has a certain prestige. It is almost like unlocking an achievement in a band’s career. A show south of the border means that a band has gone international and survived the insanity of the city. TJ is a great resume builder for upcoming bands, if you succeed to make the crowd rock.

All shows are free of charge unless otherwise indicated.

Friday, January 31st – Saturday, February 1st

El Tigre Bar is hosting a night of hip-hop… in Spanglish. Presenting local rappers Danee & Friends, fresh rhymes inspired by the beaches of Cali. Subheads a promising next big thing in TJ and Sikareo Achedosele who claims to be the best local beat-boxer. Sopitas con huevo (soup with egg) might be the stupidest name in history, but this is a large crew of talented freestyle flowers. DJ Tijuas and MikeOld will be spinning the records for open-mic freestyle battles. And the party does not end there, after the show everyone is invited to the store Sexy Homie with free carne asada until the sun rises.
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Hip hop not your thing? TJ Art & Rock Cafe is hosting hardcore band from San Diego, Age of Collapse. The show is benefit of Areli, a friend of the bar who got diagnosed with cancer, cover charge is $4. Other hardcore bands from Tijuana will also make an appearance, BioCrisis, Fractal, Escasez, Verbal Desecration and Tijuana Suicida.

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Rather just dance instead of listening to musicians attempting to freestyle or hardcore singers shouting into microphones? Mous-tache bar is the answer. Phantoms are two 23-year-olds under Sonny “Skrillex” Moore’s label, OWSLA. The pair plays catchy beats with a touch of dark chord progressions that reminiscences raves from a decade ago. usually avoid the limelight but their sound is rapidly gaining popularity which might push them out from the underground. Inspired by anime, Warm Places plays electro-pop with female vocal samples that takes you exactly where it intends, to a sunny day at the beach. DJs ReneMonkey and Hein E. Shuriken will be warming up the dance floor.

Saturday night, does not promise much excitement. Mous-tache will continue playing music to make you dance with less known DJs Modul 01, Mad Waves and Jose Luis M. YouRevolution will offer an alternative to your dance needs with more DJs Jesse Suun, Alfonso Alvarez, Red.S, and Oskar Rodrik.

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Thursdays in Plaza Fiesta can get pretty wild with the variety of bars neighboring each other. A bar that resembles a prison will have a show featuring new band Represión, the popular punk rockers, DFMK and in case you missed their show at the Casbah, Bumbklaatt will be the headliner.

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“Guess who we are opening for on Friday?” Edgard Collins, the bass player of San Pedro el Cortez tells me with a radiant smile. “Mother!@%ing Japanther! You know them right? They are from New York.” Of course I know who Japanther is, I saw them live in 2009 at FYF in Los Angeles. And now Mous-Tache promises a night of psychedelic rock and noise-pop with a not-so-secret special guest appearance. There’s other bands that will be crossing the border as well, from San Francisco Sweatlodge will be playing their “pow wow punk.” White Night from Los Angeles, will continue with sloppy yet tasty riffs. Los Adictos Violentos from Mexicali and San Pedro el Cortez will be in charge of showcasing local Baja talent. Cost of the show = $2.50
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A very tough act to follow the next night, but local indie rock bands will show up to Mous-Tache. A show debut by Syrup… they have no recorded music yet. Los Fancy Bastards will follow before the headline, Deer Dear, who celebrate their 2nd year anniversary since their first show. El Tigre bar in Plaza Fiesta will host The Cardielles from San Diego with local bands The End, Origami Zoo and Toloache.

Adventure booked through Reddit!

I’m a Reddit addict. Thus, whenever someone mentions Tijuana or there’s a post about visiting, I invite them to check out Tijuana Adventure. That’s how I met /u/allthingsforeign, a fairly new redditor that contacted me for his adventure. It was his second time in Tijuana. His first time he had a tour guide that apparently did not know anything about the city (or spoke Spanish). Instead of paying for my tour services /u/allthingsforeign help me and a friend move some furniture to a new apartment.

Then we went for Tacos Guanajuato, some of the best tacos in TJ. On the way to the tacos, we walked by Zona Norte so /u/allthingsforeign could see that area in the daytime. We started the party early at around 7 pm at Mamut brewery with a couple of craft beers. The real party doesn’t start till past 11 pm, so we decided to take a break and regroup again at a later time. We went to La Mezcalera to start drinking again. From there we went to Moustache, where the party was going on full blast. At some point of the night we were surrounded by women, /u/allthingsforeign and I tried our luck, but to no avail.

We ended the night at Porky’s bar, a place that plays 80s music. It was also full of people and beautiful women. But close to 2:30 am, the party took a toll on us and we decided it was best to eat some Tacos Varios and call it a night.

Unfortunately, I forgot to take pictures of our adventures… but here are some pictures of a show on Thursday night at el Tigre Bar. The band Anti You from Italy played to a crowd of over 100 people.

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Photo credit: World in my eyes. 

AMF and November Brings No Adventures

That is no foreign adventures. Because your Tijuana Adventure host has been having a blast in the city by himself.

It might be the cold, it might be that the end of the year is approaching, but no one has contacted me for an adventure in November. Despite putting flyers all over North and South Park (San Diego), no one wanted to go to All My Friends Music Festival. But it is all for the best, since I ended up working as a writer instead of a tour guide.

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San Diego Reader published my review of the music festival, but they cut it short. I wrote way more than what they published. For my words not go to waste, here’s a full review of the adventure that no one wanted to join:

All My Friends Music Fest
The FYF of TJ

3 different stages, 32 bands, 8 food stands, 6 different clothing stores and much more, TJ’s music festival garners the popularity that FYF did in its early years. The point of AMF is to showcase the best of underground music and they booked the right bands, but not the right audio engineers. The 4th edition of the festival brought more people than the previous year as AMF gets established as one of the most important music festivals in Tijuana. For those who missed it, there’s always next year, which should be even better.

The first band on the entrance stage, Bonebreaker, started at 2:00 pm to a small crowd of around 20 people, no bones were broken though people were bound to be hurt by the poor choice of the engineers to put the stage on top of some stairs. The engineers worried about the stage looking nice and they did not think of the people or the music. Calafia Puta, a powerviolence band from TJ, played next. Their energetic and destructive sound took the engineers by surprise as the crowd started the violent mosh pit. You simply do not put a stage on top of the stairs and give hardcore bands three monitors for their show. The engineers made the poor choice of cutting the power to the microphone, which enraged the crowd and the lead singer who started destroying everything on his path.

By 5:00 pm, all three stages were going on at the same time. The inside theater stage had electronic experimental musicians, the patio had hip-hop and danceable music, while the entrance stage continued with hardcore rock on the awkward steps. With too much to see, I quickly went from stage to stage to absorb it all and tell you which ones were the very best.

White Ninja, a band from Monterrey playing on the patio attracted the largest crowd with their experimental psych-electro. Their sound is fresh, with sick bass lines with a fat tone, electronic beats accompanied by a drummer and a keyboard player that sings in beautiful falsetto a la James Brown. Melodic, yet dissonant, simple beats with complex breaks, White Ninja kept everyone on their feet dancing non-stop.

Apocalipsis was the closer band at midnight. It was the only band that had people standing up inside the theater. Their instrumental metal was ruined by the poor technicians who could not balance out the three piece band. Nonetheless, the tasty heavy riffs, the sick drumming and the tension building to perfect breaks kept everyone’s attention. By the end of their set, a chubby dressed up preppy kid took the mic to make an announcement. However, they kept playing and to everyone’s surprise, the kid was the screaming singer for their newer songs.

Anthony Negrete, a Jewish ghostwriter and rapper from Moreno Valley that goes by the name of Speak!, flows about hooking up with girls all over the world via Skype. Imagined if Eric Cartman grew up to be an awesome rapper with a “whatevah, I do what I want,” attitude. He was hilarious, dirty and raw. The crowd was loving him and he reciprocated the love back.

Closing your eyes and listening to Rancho Shampoo gives you the feeling that you are in the desert tripping on peyote with a shaman. The solo artist dresses like an Apache Indian, plays a wooden flute and sings like he is evoking the gods to make it rain. Accompanied with La Indian Gold Orchestra, the show was pure magic.

ACxDC, short for Antichrist Demoncore, finished the work that Calafia Puta started by destroying the stage situated on the steps. To make it even more fun and dangerous, people started crowd-surfing. They melted faces with speedy riffs and power shouting. Again, the engineers were not prepared for the chaos that the band unleashed.

More reviews in order…

Trillones is an electronic artist who’s gimmick is to give you plastic glasses that expand light. The hipster dude with glasses stood behind his macbook, a Korg keyboard and a nice telecaster. He gathered only a small crowd and was only missing a Starbucks coffee cup to make his look complete. His music was so spaced out that it relaxed your muscles making you feel like you took some oxycodone.

Teenage Kicks aren’t teens. They are old school punks that still think this is 1990. Equipped with a jazz bass beat up a la Jaco, a beautiful Jaguar Fender and decent enough drumming, the singer shouts old school style instead of the energetic shouts/growls you hear now a days.

Letters from Readers sounds like they would be an Indie band with a chick singer and acoustic guitars. However, they are two guys with glasses making electronic noise with their macbooks and other goodies. It took around five minutes for the first beat to drop after five minutes of intro noise. Rancho Shampoo made a guest appearance in the empty stage and some idiot in the crowd yelled “take the stupid Indian off-stage,” not knowing he was insulting a great shaman.

Calafia Puta only played two songs when the engineers decided it would be a good idea to cut off the microphone. Enraged, they kept playing as the singer and the crowd sang A capella to the fast shifting chords and heavy drumming. Then the engineers decided it was a smart thing to cut off the power for the guitar and bass amps which just fed everyone’s anger. Destruction entailed afterwards, broken microphones, power strips and more.

Deep Magic was glitch noise avant-garde non-sense. The audio engineers were in fault again as the artists did not feel comfortable with what they were given and could not entice the small crowd. So the two electronic artists that shared stage simple made noise until their time was up.

Biocrisis took the stage on the steps and after the chaos of Calafia Puta, the crowd stood their ground on the bottom of the steps. Once again the audio was all messed up as the bass overpowered both guitars with a boomy tone that was not fitting to their metalcore. Halfway through, the band started to sound more leveled, but the crowd was tame just listening from afar.

DJ Smurphy is neither a DJ or a smurf. She’s a girl with short hair dressed up in clothes that shout “I love doing LSD.” I expected horrible, it was actually pretty damn good. Psych-electric beats with vocals in English mixed with digidelay and other effects. Her sound has much maturing to do.

Celofan is a local post-rock band with melodic vocals that say nothing. The type of music that is better enjoyed when you are in a long drive, not on a stage of an experimental music festival.

Selma Oxor is one of those artists who think that by simply wearing sexy clothes and touching herself on stage she’s doing the most mind blowing things in history. But is just poor and sloppy. She stepped on her loop pedal by accident several times and her loops were just of her moaning. When she grabbed her pink Squier guitar you could tell she never practices or cares about the sound. Once the shock value of the sexy girl wearing a one piece see-thru leotard wears off, there’s nothing to appreciate. Reminds me of this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmy9CTn6xMs

Los Blenders, a surf punk band from Mexico City had the crowd dancing with their sick bass lines, sloppy guitar playing and lazy vocals.

Sixties Guns, a good band from San Diego that failed to impress. The members are multi-instrumentalist but they failed to captivate the crowd with the electronic beats and the lack of actual drumming.

Electric Healing Sound play songs in poorly spoken English and out of key. The drummer plays no bass drum, the bass player has repetitive bass lines and the rest is just “meh.” Not really electric, not really healing, barely even consider it sound.

Maria Minerva, to my disappointment, did not seem to be into the show. The crowd seemingly were just paying attention to the tall pale artist’s body and failed to sense her music. In return, she played a basic set with low energy.

Icy Demons, another band I was excited about, failed to impress. The stage on the steps finally got a barricade but that created an awkward sense of separation between musicians and their audience. They took the opportunity to practice their new songs in a sloppy fashion.

Sun Araw, an experimental electronic artist with a partner. Facing each other stage, Sun Araw had a keyboard and his guitar, his partner just electronic goodies. True bromance on stage, their sound was perfect. A duo that seems to be connected to each other’s brains like Guy-Manuel de Homem-Christo and Thomas Bangalter (Daft Punk), Spencer Seim and Zach Hill (Hella) and Nicolas Godin and Jean-Benoit Dunckel (Air).

Food: Veggie Smalls (vegan and vegetarian burgers), La Brownie Girl (all sorts of delicious brownies, vegan friendly), Pizza Fria (Calzones and pizza, vegan friendly), Blondie Brown (vegan hot dogs and meatball sandwiches), Santa Barriga (more vegan goodies). Convenient store, tacos and clamatos were also available.

Shops: Polen (screen printed shirts for Arts and Trees), Pesadillas and Dealer’s Brands (screen printing and thrift store clothes), Chicle & Bonita (lady fashion), Achemele & Octopus Clothes (screen printing), Circus (urban drama screen prints), Mexican Fashion (popular brand in TJ), Tourista Libre (TJ tours).

Alcohol was hosted by Indio beer, only other choice was Tecate Light. Beers went for $4 for two bottles (served in a plastic cup). Mixed drinks with either whisky, jagger, rum, vodka or mezcal were also available for the same price.

Bands that were missed or failed to gain my attention…

Matthew Sullivan, never even saw him on stage.

Josue Josue is experimental hip hop in Spanish that failed to get the attention of the crowd or myself.

Ramona actually sounded good, though the singer seemed to be to shy to be on stage. Local band that I rather see some other time.

Ford Proco, heard that they were awesome, did not have a chance to see them.

Lao played the last show on the patio, I took a look and saw only a couple people dancing to his Tribal music. Lesson learned, Tribal is gone and no one wants to hear it.

Ases Falsos was the pop rock that was much needed for those who went to a music festival and actually expected normal music. They had a large audience for their simple latin rock that reminiscences that of La Gusana Ciega, but from Chile.

Siete Catorce started slow, got better and he could have played for 5 hours straight. The type of electronic artist that keeps playing until you like him, but not adept for a music fest.

Ibi Ego, caught the beginning of their set and their last song. It had a bit of a dance feel like The Rapture, but with no churro to be enjoyed to listen to them, I went for Sun Araw instead. They had a big crowd, but the barricade also seemed to interrupt the flow of the music.

Geddes Gengras, caught the last song of this seemingly electronic artist genius. Never have I seen so many cables on a table connecting stuff that I had no idea what it was for. Minimalist digital glitch noise only enjoyed by those who have heard John Cage before.

Adventure gets canceled, November slows down tours, but I’m now a published Freelance Writer

November slowed down Tijuana Adventures. The sunset happens way earlier on winter time, that by 6 pm it’s already night time. I had an Adventure ready for the weekend for a friend and his wife that were coming all the way from LA for their wedding anniversary. It was going to be a tour of the great food in Tijuana, and since my friend is a vegan, I planned to hit all the spots that are vegetarian friendly. Of course, there was going to be night time adventures as well. But at the end, they canceled for circumstances out of their control.

So there was no Tijuana Adventure for November’s second weekend. But something different happen that makes me proud. The San Diego Reader published two articles written by me. The first one is about the Real Tijuana. The second one is about the event this upcoming weekend. I decided to review every single band that will be playing on All My Friends music festival because I want the tour to have the very best. And at the same time I gave my thoughts on the bands. This was the result: Previewing All My Friends Music Fest.

Your Tijuana Adventure guide is now officially a published freelance writer as well as a musician, photographer and of course, Tijuana tour guide. November might have started slow, but many more adventures are to come!

Screencap of my articles published in the San Diego Reader
Screencap of my articles published in the San Diego Reader

Tijuana Adventure Gathering! From Montreal (Canada), Riverside (California) and Lyon (France).

This weeklong epic adventure is best described in pictures:

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It was one of the most fun filled weeks I had in a long time. I met Maude and Alex in one of my favorite beer spots in the city, Mamut. Alex was playing chess with a familiar face, I was waiting for a friend to come join me, but interested in the chess game, I struck a conversation with the Canadians from Montreal. I had no customers that weekend so I decided to offer the friendly strangers a place to stay, including the tour, breakfast, food and more. All they needed to do was pay for everything… no extra cash for me. I love showing the city and though I didn’t earn any money, I didn’t lose any either, and had a great time doing so. The goal of Tijuana Adventure after all is to make people fall in love with this magnificent city and I am sure that I succeeded.  Alex and Maude are thinking of coming back to Tijuana soon, even considered the possibility of moving here. So watch out future adventurer, you might fall in love with Tijuana and might not want to leave.

Adventures are piling up!!!

The first month since I created Tijuana Adventure has ended and towards the end of the month work piled up unexpectedly. It started on Tuesday, September 15th with Bryan, an online co-worker from Los Angeles that I have never met previous to the adventure. Bryan, a 20-year-old decided to move to Tijuana without knowing much about it. He booked me for a tour of the city and as friends, I naturally did it for free as long as he paid for all food and drinks.

I went a bit hardcore right away and took him to Adelita Bar, which happened to be his first bar and first strip club. Cheap drinks and naked ladies everywhere, Bryan was going a bit insane and bought the first girl that sat next to him a drink. Girl? I didn’t mean girl, I meant old lady hooker. She was probably over 40, wearing nothing but fishnets and a thong, on the plus side, but still a decent body. She was perfect for a first timer as she was the nicest she could be and did not pressure the poor guy. When we were done with our drinks, I decided to change trajectories towards a completely different type of hardcore place.

We went to a shitty dive bar, with a name I cannot mention since it is a common space for drug dealing. The beer is cheaper than stores there and Bryan was again shocked by the place, one beer there and we were out. With not much going around in town and with not much money to spend, we went to my favorite dive bar, Chips. There I met with friends and introduce the new Tijuana citizen to the locals, since Bryan moved down for good.

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Bryan, Nick and the Sirens at Chips Bar around 3 a.m.

That same week, my friend Nick from college who was working near Fresno, CA. wanted to have an adventure of his own. I offered him a place to stay for the weekend and the whole tour for free as long as he paid for all food and drinks. As we are both beeraholics, it was a weekend of almost all beer.

Nick parked in one of the most expensive parking lots near the border, and I met him there near the Burger King. We crossed the border together and he was disappointed that when you enter Mexico there’s no one to stamp your passport or anything. The first stop after walking to downtown was to the new microbrewery in Tijuana, Mamut. There we enjoyed a couple of their new brews and then head back to my place so he could drop his stuff. On his way down from Fresno, Nick stopped by Stone Brewery and got a Growler of there “Enjoy By,” we drank it before going out again. It was one of the best IPAs I’ve ever tasted in my life as we both got a good buzz from the 10% beer. We then head down to Sexta street where the local nightlife goes wild. Barhopped around and ended in my favorite dive bar again where we called it an early night at around 3 a.m.

The next day I took Nick to Kokopelli Tacos, some of the best fish tacos in the world, then walked all over Tijuana towards my favorite coffee shop. On our way back to my place we picked up a cuban cigar and head down to Mamut brewery to have a couple of their delicious beer. I walked him through Zona Norte as he was curious how it would compare to Amsterdam, but we did not enter any brothel. Near sundown we cabbed to the beach where a local house party was going down with live bands. We arrived to the party and they were just setting up, so we went down to the boardwalk and to the border wall on the beach. There, we lit up the cigar, enjoying a Cuban the closest you can to the USA, Cuban smoked made it past the border, take that ‘Murica!

We head back to the party for the crazy live punk bands as we drank and drank. Bryan somehow made it to the party by himself without getting lost, so both of I ended up hanging out with my two TJ adventure clients. The house party ended a bit after 1 a.m. and we grabbed a cab back to downtown. Back in town, the party was just starting, we bar hopped for a while and ended in Chips again. Without being able to drink much more beer, we called it an early night again at around 3 a.m. Tijuana Adventure was over…. but there was more to come.

On Sunday, I accompanied Nick to the border and super grateful for this TJ experience, he wanted to buy me a beer at Stone Brewery up in Escondido, Ca. It was my first time in like a year that I have gone further up from San Diego to have an adventure of my own. We went to Lost Abbey and Port Brewing company up in San Marcos for a couple of beers, then to Jack in the Box and finally to Stone. Nick paid for everything still and he even bought me some beer as an appreciation token for his Tijuana Adventure.

Growler filled with "Self-Righteous Ale" and a bottle of Enjoy By from Stone Brewery
My reward: Growler filled with “Self-Righteous Ale” and a bottle of Enjoy By from Stone Brewery

First Post – How Tijuana Adventure came to be.

I started giving tours of Tijuana before I even moved into the city…

I was living in Los Angeles in 2008 with my oldest brother, while my middle brother resided in San Diego. I visited my middle brother at least once a month in San Diego, then he slowly started partying in Tijuana, a place I was terrified of. Next thing you know, my brother falls in love with a Tijuana local and shortly there after decides to move there. I thought he was crazy for doing such thing and I said that he probably was going to get shot. Little did I know that a couple of years later I would fall in love with the city.

It happened little by little, I was afraid of Tijuana and would not cross my car. After all I had a 2008 Volkswagen GTI that was a lease from my company, I couldn’t risk it. I would either park by my brother’s old place in San Diego or by the border parking lots that charge $7 for 24 hours, my brother would pick me up and take me back to his house in Tijuana. Since the moment we crossed the border, I had no idea what was going on, I visited Tijuana to just hang out with my brother. Soon I met my sister-in-law’s brother (get it? a.k.a. brother in law? my brother’s brother-in-law). Anyway, I met him, the lead singer of a trash-core (heavy punk) band in Tijuana. I started going out and exploring the city, under his guidance, of course I would buy all the beers. I was living in LA and making a comfortable living, so paying $2-4 beers was amazing. The punk shows were great too, way better vibe than that of concerts in LA where everyone is either filming or texting. I told my friends in Los Angeles how amazing Tijuana was and I convinced a few to come down with me. Tijuana Adventure Tours started without me even living in Tijuana or charging any money.

A year later, I switched agencies for my job in Los Angeles, so I gave the company car back and got myself a 95′ Miata with a broken roof. Not scared of crossing my car anymore, I started driving into Tijuana and I would get lost immediately. Though I dominate the Spanish language, I would get lost in places where I would be afraid of speaking to the locals. For the most part, I would park my car in my brother’s garage then walk around the city exploring new bars and new shows.

By 2011, I was sick of my job in Los Angeles that I decided it was time for a long vacation. I sold my 95′ Miata bought a 2005 Mazda 6 and traveled all around the United States with the idea I would come back to LA to work. After three months of road tripping, I came back to LA, realized I hated not only my job, but the city as well. So I quit my job and moved to San Diego.

I moved to San Diego because I was still afraid of Tijuana, I still believed that my possessions wouldn’t be safe in an apartment in Mexico. Moving to San Diego was the wrong choice. Not only did it remind me of LA a lot, I was going to Tijuana every weekend and the rent was really expensive. Worst yet, I wasn’t even in San Diego, I moved to Rancho Peñasquitos in North County, where rent was $550 for a small room in a house and you have to drive everywhere. Though I needed a job, I was reluctant at taking any. Multiple job offers and interviews came and I didn’t show up to them. Instead I occupied my time hosting multiple people from couchsurfing in my San Diego home, and taking them to Tijuana to party with me. They all loved Tijuana more than San Diego. I lasted in San Diego half a year, when I ran out of money.

I found a one bedroom apartment for $350 in a nice building in a neighborhood I’ve never even been in Tijuana. I took the plunge and moved back, not able to getting a job right away, I sold my car thinking about buying a cheaper one. I soon came to realize that there is no need of a car in Tijuana, public transportation is effective. It’s the weirdest public transit I ever seen in my life and I’ve been to a lot of places, but somehow it’s cheap and it can take you anywhere in the city.

I landed an office job in Tijuana that paid in pesos, which was not really convenient. But I stuck with it for a while. In the meantime, all my friends from all over the United States were worried about me in Tijuana, but they wanted to come visit. I hosted them all happily and obviously for free. The idea of Tijuana Adventure came after a lot of my friends insisted that I could be charging for showing Tijuana around, specially since I know the city very well and a lot of the locals. Tired of my job and realizing I could make money from doing something I love, I quit and started Tijuana Adventure.

Tijuana has changed for the better in the short period of time I’ve been visiting and living. Tourism and the whole city is booming with new life. Encouraged by my friends, my surroundings and my love for the border city, I took the plunge and started Tijuana Adventure. Tijuana has everything anyone could imagine and the arts, music, food and drink industry is rising. Not only that, the popular Red Light District (Zona Norte) is taking new life, for the ones that are into that sort of thing. There’s a new boardwalk on the beach the re-vamped the whole Playas de Tijuana. Trendy coffee shops open everywhere. New artist and musician hang outs spread through the city. Characters from all over the world end up staying in Tijuana, not knowing what brought them here, but for some reason they know they have to stay. A new city is brewing, post-modern 21st century clash between the 3rd world and the 1st world gives Tijuana it’s own culture. Culture that is yet to be defined, but that soon will spread everywhere.

Popular Sexta Street in Downtown TJ.
Popular Sexta Street in Downtown TJ.