Fiesta Inn La Paz

... Railway, which would take us from the coast to Chihuahua, 500 miles inland. <br><br>The next morning we regretfully checked out of our new home the Hotel Suite Mision, bought a cake for our affable local tour guides Walter and Brenda, had a last sample of the unbelievable fish tacos at the Bismark where we got unsuspectingly but only temporarily hammered on Don Juan tequila and dried out in a coffee shop until it was time to taxi to Pichilingue and catch the ferry.<br><br>

... poorly equipped, the co-pilot shrieking with fear and clutching at her throat in the midst of a mild panic attack, "Why have you brought us out here you ridiculous ****!!?!!". As far as she was concerned the only people we had seen in this desert in four hours were about to let rip on the Jeep with sub machine guns, and all the time the sun was beating down on the Jeep, threatening to riddle our minds with tropical madness. We drove as quietly as possible ...

... shore and I got out with Tanka and met Marcos on the beach to give him our email address. We talked a bit and then joined Paul and Benjamin. We met Jonathan, Marcos&#8217; friend and before leaving Marcos asked if we&#8217;d like to meet later on the malecon and join them for dinner. We said we&#8217;d love to if we could stay awake. J <br><br>We then talked with Benjamin for close to two hours, initially about La Paz, how he got into his ...

... swimming, napping, playing games, music... much festivity! <br><br>And we enjoyed seeing all the beach offerings, the small coves and their crystal blue shallow waters and palapa umbrellas to the larger, open beaches with deep water and waves, dotted with restaurants and stands of all sorts. Look forward to returning and exploring the area for ourselves.

... pictures of the fish. I think that I do reasonably well with the stuff that sits pretty much still for the camera. The fish are conspicuously absent from many of my pictures! There are plenty of fish who will simply have to live as memories for me, but that's ok. I had a great time diving and enjoyed every site we dove. I believe scuba diving gets into your very being. Once you get past the nervousness and fears that any new diver has, you begin ...

... the head of the whale, which was the opposite side from our previous dive there. More beautiful walls and even a few caverns to duck into. The gorgonian corals were really beautiful to see. It was finally time to head in. Our dive leader, Chucho, was very eager to get back in. He apparently had a date with not one, but two senoritas! We'll have tomorrow off as our break in the diving action. A cruise ship is supposed to be in port on ...

... of hard corals on the wreck, and definitely home to many schools of different types of fish. What was interesting was how cold certain areas of the wreck were. The temperature easily dropped about 5-8 degrees in places. After touring the wreck, it was time to find the anchor line. Unfortunately, the current did mess up the visibility. No anchor line! Jack was getting a bit short on air so the three of us ...

... strike. It was a tuna which weighed about 3 lbs. &#8211; enough at least to make a good tartare (ceviche) appetizer for dinner. <br><br>We made a quick stop at El Cardonal bay to see the Indian caves and the underwater fishing stone traps. It is recommended to hike up the cliffs for the best view, but we were still able to see them from the boat. Given the late time of day, we decided to continue towards our night ...

... and according to travel blogs was a prettier, somewhat Spanishy, town. Both turned out to be true thank God. We stayed three nights and did nothing but lay on its beach, which we had to ourselves most of the time. It was low season in Baja which was probably good as otherwise it could be riddled with Americans, although by the end of it we were wishing it were a little more lively ...

... to go and stay at a hotel that was closer to the centre of the city and activities on offer. We ended up booking a dive trip out to Isla Espiritu Santo where we were told we would see heaps of marine life. We ended up doing 3 dives, two at Los Islotes (a small rocky area just north off Isla Espiritu Santo) and one at the shipwreck of Fang Ming, a boat that was caught smuggling Chinese into Mexico. It had been 7 years since our last dive and when Alanna first got ...