Editor’s Note: This article is a combination of two previous articles, originally published April 8th and 18th, 2015, formatted for Twelve High Chicks’ year two layout. Content and intent have not been changed.
I was just recently on a little trip down to Sayulita, Mexico—a little hippie/surf town about a half hour from Puerto Vallarta on the Pacific Coast. I hadn’t been to my beloved Mexico in about three years and was very interested to hear from the locals about the pot situation. So while there, I made a point of asking everyone I met about it and what I found was as interesting as it was unexpected.
