Colinas Resort Hotel Los Mochis

... by Officer Obed he kept me talking for almost an hour and was trying to set me up with some women at the market, I don't know if it was a honey trap or he was concerned about my welfare. At least it wasn't lady boys. The Chinese was closed so I had a monster chicken soup with half a chicken in it and a steak instead.<br>Somehow lost an hour to the time bandits, they don't warn you when the time zone changes you just arrive late or early.

We have a new addition to our crew! Can't wait for you all to meet Ballena, (Our little whale). Her name Ballena, means "whale" in spanish, but she is in fact the most beautiful and smart puppy in the world! (but of course not more so than Velvet, Lola, Tyson, or SnoopDog!) <br><br>Wade &amp; I already got her shots for fleas, worms, heart worm ...

... nine years of his life. The building has a beautiful courtyard (complete with bronze statue of Zorro), statues and stunning mosaic tiles scattered among picturesque alcoves and multilevel terraces. Memorable. We had a great buffet lunch of Mexican food....grilled marinated skirt steak sliced into ribbons....guacamole....cheese quesadilla....tortillas and salad. And potent margaritas (ask Deb)! Now this was great Mexican food! Lunch was followed with a folk dance perfomance by ...

... out at extremely slow speeds, that is how fast it goes the whole way. It was a good 10 hour ride to Creel but the train is nice and comfortable with a dining and bar cart. Another side note is that you get some decent views from the train but not really any of the main canyon. You really need to stay overnight in one of the towns along the way to see and explore the canyon. Otherwise, you're just on a long slow train ride.

... knew that the old ferry office was closed and where the new one was. We walked in to find that the ferry to Mazatlan left yesterday and would not sail again till Sunday! And we could not get out tickets there unless we had the vehicle entry permits. Off we go to the ferry terminal 20 minutes up the road. We decide to get the veh pass first which takes about an hour, copies of registration, passport, visa, drivers license, and $22.75 ...

... a first class leaving at 7am and a second class, at half the price, leaving at 8am; we want the latter though are told that only the former is running and we have 30 seconds to board. No time to debate and not wanting to contemplate the goading we'd get from the receptionist if we checked back in, we make a dash for it; a multitude of baggage flailing in the air, we just make it and climb the metal ladder steps onto one of the top train journeys in the world.

... to Divasadero was spectacular and had some interesting trainy bits like looping the loop, backing into sidings to let the longest goods train I have ever seen pass and going round very steep, tight bends. If we thought embarkation was chaotic, disembarkation was even worse - a tiny wooden platform, an assortment of battered vehicles and sqillion suitcases being dragged through the dust and grime. The hotel had a spectacular location, perched like an ...

... decent beach for a splash about. After an hour of walking found a decent spot and plotted down for a relaxing few hours of swimming and catching rays. Just me and a family had the beach all to ourselves. On the way back bought myself some meat tacos this time and had them on the beach (a cheap dinner on the beach for $2 and a beautiful sunset thrown in for the price). After all the walking and sweating needed a sugar blast so bought an ice cream ($2..blooody ...

... tumbler has fallen. A new key won't open it. Donna is sizing up the huge double shutters that lead into her room. She's tried to open the catch between the shutters, but it won't budge. Gary tries, no luck. Among many of her past positions and activities, Donna knows judo. She says a kick to the left shutter and it will open. I'm sticking around to see it happen. Darn is she good, the shutter flies open. She jumps across the small wall and she's in the room. The ...

... our Greyhound-style bus doubled as a schoolbus for dozens of energetic schoolchildren clad in crisp, neat, pastel-colored uniforms. They smiled at us curiously; one girl dared test her English with a "hello," and a shy smile and wave just before she jumped off. Rachel and I were shocked that the bus arrived on time after dozens of frequent stops, and we soon made our way to the mirador of El Fuerte, where a hotel converted from the stables of the adjacent ...