This kind of says it all

Digging through photos from the past and I came upon this one from that fateful Rosarito weekend that, at least for me, sums up Adela. It encapsulates the "ah, fuck it" nature of Adela. She was down for just about anything, from hiking mountains in Peru to strolling the mean streets of Saint Paul (LOL). She would just roll with the flow and take whatever came her way. Thanks for the memories, homie.