Brie Austin

San Pedro Mexico, The Mexico That Isn’t

It was the summer of 2011 when I got a call from my friend Jim. He had been working in Monterrey Mexico for almost six months as controller for Latin American operations for an almost nine billion-dollar-per-year technology company.  He often joked that despite his Ernst-Young and Deloit background, that he was hired as their GOG (gringo-on-the-ground). When he told me he had a two bedroom apartment up in the hills, and invited me to come down and share the space, I didn’t hesitate: I booked a ticket.