Estonia is currently locked in a passionate municipal identity crisis over whether to name a historic tourism route the “Tsar’s Road.” Local politicians are sweating bullets over geopolitical optics and imperial history, as if anyone down here in Baja gives a single salted lime about European bureaucratic angst. Out on the East Cape, the surf is firing overhead, the Tecates are ice-cold, and our only local dispute is whether the pelicans are judging our pop-up style.