enRoute: Finding Peace in Tecate

The grunts from the nearby tennis courts and backbeat from the neighbouring cardio class are only a murmur over the sound of my own breathing. Lying in a pool of warm water, my thoughts wander to some crazy stuff: Why didn’t I become a vet like I wanted to at 12? Do I tell my mom I love her enough? I’m relaxed in a way I haven’t been in ages, which is weird considering I’m being cradled like a baby by a total stranger.

I’m in the middle of a Watsu session with Dave Towe, a 6-foot-4 tattooed dude with a shaved head who’d look more at home in a biker bar than in this swanky camp for adults just across the Californian border near Tecate, Mexico.