Desert Inn San Ignacio
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Our next stop was Playa El Burro (Burro Beach). We were looking forward to some petroglyphs on the climb up Bell Rocks and an aerial view of the bay. There's a small restaurant here and we were also hoping for some wi-fi. Unfortunately Patti came down with a terrible sinus congestion that laid her low for 3 or 4 days. And after 15 years, the toilet, or head as it is referred to on a boat, decided to clog up. This is a common problem aboard boats due to ...
... also a place destined to be home to a few ultra-rich whose purchases for private use can fund the protection of the surrounding ecology. For now, investors, ejidos and old families all lay claim.
Here are some glimpses of San Basilio.
My next post holds morning reflections from one of my days there, in the company of other writers, some of whom are also musicians and singers. I am singing a happy tune, in the wake of San Basilio.
... it but she got through it. I think she said had she read the ending first she would have put it down.
I also reread "Celtic Crossroads," The Art of Van Morrison, by Brian Hinton written in 1996, from my own collection of the on road reading. Van, of course did not care for the book at all, and he later wrote a song about it on the album Back on Top called "New Biography," The song's lyrics voice ...
... of half Mexican and half American. And of course a beer, Negra Modelo, por favor. The town square was buzzing with a local jazz band,. Well, jazz sax and accordian, playing jazzy Mexican tunes, very different.
We did not go in for the drunken bachanella as you would have expected. Driving in Baja after dark is not recommended. The semitractor trailers, own Mex 1 at night. You do not want to be tipsy and driving Mex 1 ...
... a couple of caballeros and a few steers. But, eerily enough, there were long spells when there were no signs of life other than the cactus, the wild flowers and the palo verde. Not even a vulture to keep us company. Oh, but Bobby says "there were butterflys, all those pretty orange ones. And later we saw all those horses, the mare with her new foal and the burro she adopted too. And the pregnant dapple grey, beautiful horses running to keep up with the X ...