Desert Inn Ensenada

... the ages´´ - the Mexicans were queueing round the block to see this one.<br><br>I got the train down to somewhere unpronouncable to see some canals which are a World Heritage Site, but for the Mexicans they are just a place to get ******. They all hire these massive wooden punts and climb aboard with friends, family, shed loads of food and beer, and sometimes their own private band. I like their style. It starts off quite fun, but soon gets rather boring when your boat is stuck in a ...

... vestiti in modo macabro tipo Halloween, i bambini ci provano con "dolcetto o scherzetto", ci sono venditori di cibarie in ogni dove.<br>Ho visto una mostra interessante sulla storia dell'inquisizione, allestita all'interno del vero palazzo che fu dell'inquisizione, attuale facoltà di medicina-radiodiagnostica. Anche se in spagnolo ho compreso quasi tutta la narrazione dell'audioguida; la chiesa ce l'ha sempre avuta la mania del controllo e dell'annichilimento del pensiero ...

Back in Mexico city I checked back into the central plaza hostel that was fully booked last time I was here with no problems. They were quite happy for me to stay as long as I wanted. No problems with being full at all. The main themes for my time in mexico city were: &gt; that there is always something happening in the Zocalo, either there are protests, or one day a fun run, another the national marathon. Some dys it seems nothing is happening and the police have just ...

... by the Spaniards. Join Ensenada locals and other visitors at the Ensenada Summer Wine Festival for some wine tasting. The festival is an annual international event that is taking place on the first ten ...

... Aujourd'hui, shopping time à la ciudadela, gros centre artisanal, et visite du centre... avec des flics mais partout.. et quand je dis partout je parle de camions et camions et camions de flics, tout ca parceque El Presidente etait au Zocalo.. Demain départ pour l'aéroport... avc une petite chance de rester un jour de plus tout frais payés si l'avion est plein... et de revoir vos sales gueules toutes blanches!!!

After leaving Buenos Aires I flew via Santiago de Chile to Mexico City, the worlds biggest city! This would be my 1st time here and the size of the city intimidated me quite a bit. I arrived at night and the airport wasnt very busy. The taxi drivers immediately tried to rip me off so right away it confirmed my image of the city. I went to my hotel by taxi and got settled. It was a very comfortable hotel and thank god it was cause I wasnt going to leave the hotel very often except for ...

... matching small sign measuring 12 inches long by 3 inches high. They sure like to make it easy!Well today was the day. The day we crossed the border into Mexico. We did a lot of reading up on what we would need to do and what sort of paperwork would be required and we were still nervous. In every book we read, they talked about how important it was to get our Visitor Travel Cards before entering Mexico and then making sure to get them validated at the border by the ...

... brain from gathering mold and sliding into the alcohol-induced oblivion that seduces many of my compatriots there. Never mix alcohol and women; that&#8217;s my motto. But that&#8217;s another story.<br><br>So when I need to be stateside I need temporary accommodations that are also reasonably priced. Enter Mexico. That&#8217;s what I do. Actually when I started doing this almost a decade ago it wasn&#8217;t so much for cheap prices, since in my adopted ...

... almost at the press of a button and sorts out whatever we need. Fab. Much exploring ensued. Alas, baggage can take a while to work its way up, so we didn't get it until X was asleep at 8ish. H went out to check out the main restaurant with the rest of the party while I baby-sat and had great fun unpacking 3 large suitcases in the half-darkness. I still haven't found some things that I know I unpacked... And by 8.30, we were ...

... we motored (headwinds again) to Ensenada de los Muertos (bay of the dead!) catching several fish on the way. These were bonita (a kind of tuna) with very dark meat. We had heard they were no good for eating, but the one we cooked that night was delicious. Unfortunately, they did not keep well, and after cooking another one a couple of nights later we discovered it to be inedible, the remainder went in the garbage. What a waste.