I'm heading to San Diego this weekend. Since watching the documentary "Que Viva La Lucha" back in February or March, I've wanted to catch a match at the Auditorio Municipal de Tijuana for ages. But it's hard because the matches are on Friday nights which would mean leaving work a lot earlier than I usually do when I fly down.

Tijuana is an incredibly complicated city. I know it's gotten a ton of bad press over the years despite the amazing cultural revolutions happening on the arts scene. There's a huge underground artsy fartsy scene there that I haven't touched yet. In the interim, I found a helpful blog for my next trip: Across The Border.