RETURN TO THE TIJUANA FAIR

September 2011. A complete sensory overload of flashing neon, strobe lights, faux freaks of nature, bleeps, bloops, blings, dings, gongs and bongs, a buffet of postmodern folklore that’s threaded together by an ever-present adrenaline rush that fuels you through the beautifully, precariously, arousingly, creepily bizarre body farm. Read on. More photos. More tours.