The Taco Traveler

First we see the bubbles and know she's coming, but she brings her arms above her head to give the lobsters a couple seconds of sunshine and fame before her head breaks the surface. She removes her regulator and begins to explain excitedly to the viewers at home about the chase or the capture or the rock crag she had to crawl into to get these guys, but you motion for her first to remove her goggles. In her goggles she’s just another scuba diver who hauled up a couple of beautiful lobsters, but when she removes them it’s clear that she’s the star of this show. Not discounting your wit or sailing skills or your pseudo-Spanish as you interview the tortilla lady in her dark little shack (huddled over the hot stone and pat-pat-patting your flour lobster wrappers), the viewers don’t want to see you or hear you or even know you’re there. And truthfully, you’d rather be behind the camera anyway, showing the world what you get to see every day. Not just her but her in her world.

Her world is your boat and the ocean it travels upon. The yellowfin you hooked just outside Cabo and ate right there on the deck with wasabi and soy, not five minutes after you pulled it from the sea. Each week, this same time, this same channel, she shows us how to live: how she makes friends with her smile; how to be; how to, as Thoreau said, suck out all the marrow of life. And how, when eating life on camera, to never take an unattractive bite. And when the mega-resorts hail you on the SSB and ask you to stop by their docks for a couple days of golf and spa and their fish tacos and their finest cabaña, a poolside margarita or two (to ensure their grounds get enough exposure)… then she’ll live a little luxury too. Well, a massage is a requirement after enough time on a 43 foot sailboat!

You share your adventure in High Definition as you circle around the countries where seafood and tacos just work: Mexico, Guatemala, El Salvador, Honduras, Costa Rica, Panama, and through the canal to some of them again and Belize and then Mexico again. Filming Cuba as you pass her by, the required ten miles out, wishing you could make just a few brief stops to talk to the people and eat their food and taste their adventures, smoke their cigars.

After enough episodes you’ll return to land and work out a deal for the next season, when the show starts as The Taco Traveler in Key West and ends somewhere in the Mediterranean, maybe with something like tacos, but also with lots of cheese and wine, olives, puntillitas.... You and your star become The Tapas Travelers.

 

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