Catalina Hotel Los Mochis

... is more cultivated, looks a big cereal area, very flat right to the hills on the horizon, almost like home.<br>As I approached Los Mochis it looked like I was heading for the hills but it was only for about 5km then back on the plains again.<br>Hotel El Doradao a bit more up market and expensive but occasionally I'm worth and they have safe parking and free Internet.<br>I had sussed out a Chinese restaurant for a change on the way I got ...

... rabies, and one other virus shot...she is good to cross the border!! I can't wait for you guys to meet her she is amazing! Anyway we are in La Paz now and will be heading to Topolobampo tomorrow or Saturday! Wish I could be there for Beaus graduation, that sucks...but good for him!! <br><br>Love you and miss you ...Talk to you later<br><br>Steph

... Everybody else got a fresh hot tortilla sprinkled lightly with minced onions and a delicious herbed salt -- that's it! -- and it was a perfect, delicious surprise snack an hour before lunch. We then hopped back on the bus and 20 minutes later arrived in El Fuerte....the home town of Zorro! We went straight to this marvelous hotel that had been built from a very old existing hotel and the ruins of the mansion where, according to family and birth documents, Zorro spent the ...

Nothing really special in Los Mochis on the Sea of Cortes. This is where we were catching the train to Copper Canyon. We drove around a little bit but nothing too exciting. The traditional city grid setup and a short drive outside of town is the car ferry terminal. This is where you can catch a car ferry to La Paz, Baja Califorinia. We were up at 4:30am to catch the 6:00am train to Copper Canyon. Yes, when the train ...

... more riders you get. That is not the best part. We rode hard that day finally stopping Culedad Constitucion. Really beautiful country. It is amazing at the rugged mountains every where. The desert is very green and some of the cactus are ready to bloom. The agave are sending up their stalks and will flower soon too. An early start today to get to La Paz to catch the ferry. after at least 4 people giving us direction we found someone ...

... the laughter of the receptionist as he tells us he'll see us soon. This time there is no friendly bus driver to take us to the Chepe and as we become aware of the growing danger of missing the train, we decide to hail a taxi, the same taxi in fact that French Nathalie and Arnaud are hailing. We squeeze the four of us in, the boot open and bulging with our rucksacks, and make our way in a hurry. We arrive to a station throbbing with activity. There are 2 ...

... a night where we were catching the train. El Feurte was a lovely town, established in the 1500's. It had a lot of nice colonial buildings and a very pleasant square in the centre. The next morning we were transported to the train station which was a rickety wooded platform in the middle of nowhere. Unfortunately there was a large group of Americans travelling on our train and the ensuing embarkation was a bit chaotic to say the least. Still the ...

... replied "una, por favor" and was given a prawn (battered) taco ($1). Now prawns are one of the only things I don't eat but I wasn't gonna lose face after all my language confusion so ate it up. Verrrrrry tasty. I told him 'No hablo Espanol' and he agreed fully. Siesta time for me in the afternoon (the streets really empty out around 3-5pm when everyone gets out of the crazy heat. Then went for a long walk down the prominade and out of town. My mission; to find ...

... Darn. Outside of the museum, but still within the hotels tiled floor areas are old trees. The roots are growing on top of the tiles. It's an unusual concept, but a watch your step. We spot Donna and Bill across the courtyard. Donna is trying to get into her room, but the key isn't working. We stroll over to offer any assistance. Seems the housekeeper is the only one with a secondary key, but she takes them home with her in the evening. Gary tries the lock and finds ...

In the dark mist of early morning, seemingly moments after we'd tumbled into bed, Rachel and I made our way to the La Paz Airport to head for the mainland. After a quick, scenic flight just past dawn, we touched down on the coast of the Mexican mainland in Los Mochis and soon hopped on a noisy bus headed to El Fuerte, a small, picturesque colonial town a few hours inland. Icy air conditioning left us with chattering teeth, and we were surprised to learn ...