With a free ticket to use—we went somewhere with some sun.
Having never been to Baja, I was captivated and am excited to get back, go further, and be gone longer! This trip also happened to be my first real stay at a gated “resort” hotel with not much to do except be in the pool or read in the shade of our patio for several days. It was a much needed, blissfully simple holiday, with just a hint of adventure in finding the bus stations to take us back and forth to the border and eating plenty of ceviche from street vendors.
Next time with the bikes?
- Ensenada, Baja Norte, Mexico
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much as I love ceviche, that might be where I draw the line at street vendor food. Seems like barely-“cooked” fish is not the kind of thing I want to eat from a push cart.
It’s the Aguas not-quite Frescas that I typically avoid on the street!
Though Vic had us avoid a fellow chopping clams, I was drooling for them.
Just look at those two sassy Mexican fishermen. So muy suave, compared to the Pike Place mongers. I thought it was Vic in the thumbnail.