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Travel Blogs from Mazatlan
... a lead. Anyway, the 2nd or third time Lola
leaped into the water the undertow got her and she went under and was swept
away about 3 feet. She emerged from the surf sputtering and eyes as big as
plates. She now has a healthy respect for the ocean. She isn't scared, she just
learned a good lesson.
We met some really nice people (Van, Rosanne and Kristy).
Van and Kristy live ...
It would be Brett's birthday in two days and he wanted to spend it on the side of the ocean in Mazatlan. Brett was for driving all the way there in one day, around 550km, but I was very dubious about that happening as I'd been on the coast a few days back and I knew what the riding would be like: incredibly hot and stupidly humid! Which tire's you out right quick and does not make for fun riding. So we decided to just hop on the bikes ...
... and 1 appetizer each. I sip one of the best Margaritas I’ve ever had and for sure the strongest one: after a single glass I am completely trashed. People walk along the beach front, get driven in small golf-cart-like taxis or gather in “party bus” groups at the back of pick-up trucks. Local folks, tourists from other parts of Mexico, Americans, Canadians: a very diverse crowd with one common element: everyone is having a good time. Welcome to Mazatlan!
... that we knew, so every time we passed another person on the street we would say, “O'la”. If they tried to expand the conversation in Spanish, we would just smile and walk on down the road. You could tell that the city was no stranger to heavy rain as the sidewalks were high above the street creating a step down and up at the intersections almost twice what we were used to navigating. The walk into town was a slow leisurely walk, not because we were tired, ...
... bounce off the floor of the trailer. I think the rancher was very proud of his bull because he paraded passed us several times.
Jason caught up to us just before noon when we stopped for a drink and break at a small store 10 km before the beach area of Caimanero. We set Caimanero as our goal for lunch in the early afternoon.
The paved road turned south as it approached the ocean. A narrow strip of land with orchards, jungle and spots of ...