Best Western El Cid
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... five conceptual hanging bridges along the mountain, each with a different challenge-and nice panoramic views of the valley. After this nice activity we headed back to Ensenada, to eat more Empanadas Argentinas.
Later that night, my friends George and Terri offered us a great dinner-an Argentino Azadito; sausages, chicken and vegetables grilled-very delicious yam, yam.
Dr. Martha came to visit and she joined ...
... it had individual tv's on each seat. You can select movies or shows or music like you can do on a plane. Unfortunately for foreigners, the movies are only in spanish, but, on the bright side, you can see that as an opportunity to practice your spanish skills. What do you think?
I arrived to Ensenada's bus station located between 11 and 10th streets on Riverol Avenue. The Hostel I stayed on is on 2nd street and Floresta I walked the whole distance from ...
... well there’s only 25 minutes left before we close the center at 10pm….Is that okay?”
“Alrighty, so what you’ll have to do to register is just fill these two forms out, front and back, and once you’re done I can explain a few things such as emergency protocol and whatnot.”
They blocked the doorway to fill out their registration cards where parents were coming to pick ...
... the States! I asked for a 6 month visa (just in case) then walked out into Tijuana. Such a change - the noise, people rushing here and there and of course the long, long lines of people waiting to cross into the US. Although I had checked earlier where I needed to go to catch my bus to Ensenada, all of this valuable information decided to temporarily leave my brain but I was in luck - a teenage boy was waiting for people just like me and whisked me off ...
... a distant cloud cover, as it should be, our last sights of Bahia Concepcion.
With the feeble dawn light, we finished the last minute packing and cleaning and loaded the X. I shut off the gas at the Chico tank, locked up Marlena's and dropped off the key under Chuck and Patty's door mat. We squeezed the X past Ron's red diesel dodge monster truck parked at the bottom of our driveway and quietly rolled through the streets of Posada Concepcion one last time.