Has been very good and has met a lot of my expectations; life is good, life is interesting, life is challenging. I suppose with my life experience I’m quite suited to live in a foreign country. I spent most of my youth in a foreign land learning to get by in a different culture and language and found it fascinating. I suppose, maybe a little egotistical, that I could get along in most foreign environments at least for a while. The challenge is mostly in the mind and a little bit physical. I enjoy the challenge and look foreword to it. Weird huh? Well, that is who I am; an alien in an alien world enjoying the visit.
Daily Archives: April 22, 2013
Last friday I went on a trip to Ensenada and the locals close to it with a friend and her dog. The purpose of the trip was to investigate venues for my friend Diana to sell her Artisan jellies, jams and pickles which are very high quality and to locate a place for me to spend the summer instead of sweating it out in San Felipe. San Felipe gets very hot and humid which if I had to I could endure rather easily because I have air-conditioning in my little casita. However I have a bit of wander lust in my makeup and I thought if I could find a place to stay on the Pacific coast of Baja it would be more comfortable and more adventurous too. So off we went to Ensenada.
We had reservations at a small hotel/cantina on the recommendations of a friend here in San Felipe. One of the conditions of lodging is that they accept dogs with the guests and this place does. We shared a double room with Harold the Cocker Spaniel, he is the most darling dog very playful and a great traveling companion rarely barks or causes a problem and is just a love bug. The Cantina, Las Salinas, is right on the beach one can hear the waves pounding on the sand. The rooms are very basic, the view fabulous. I know some people would not stay there as it rates for amenities as about a one star but for us it was perfect. They took Harold the dog the food was inexpensive the drinks good and the beds clean and comfortable. So what if the floor was cement and the stairs steep ? We were fine with it as both of us are “Old Mexican Hands” and use to such things and take it in stride.
I was all agog at all the shops that had hand made furniture, iron work like doors, gates and animals yes animals huge animals horses, giraffes fountain, pigs and bulls! The furniture was rustic Mexican and looked well made, the art work went on and on. I did buy a fountain for my house in San Felipe it took four people to put it in my friend’s truck and three big men to take it out of the truck when I got it home.
Speaking of home we both were very tired after our trip and it is going to take a while to get back to our “normal”. We went to our local Cantina tonight and had the best Taco Salad ever and I’ve had a quite a few Taco Salads in my life and this is the tops! So if you’re ever in San Felipe and want a Taco Salad come to our Cantina and enjoy 🙂
We spent some time at the Rosarito Hotel in Resort Beach a famous place where Holly Wood Stars of long ago used to hang out many years ago and that was a different Holly Wood then today’s Movie making madness. Allegedly this is where the drink called Margarita was invented for fledging movie actress. There are alternate tales of the invention so Google and take your pick.
We visited the site of a blow hole called La Bufadora in a peninsula called Punta Banda. The scenery is quite dramatic and different from the coast of San Felipe. I also got to look at some houses for sale and rent and for one reason or another none were to my liking, being a cheap skate does cause some difficulty in committing to spending money without some good reason. We did have some lovely and satisfying meals on our trip and I got to know some traffic patterns that will help me in future trips to the area.
One adventure we had when we tried to purchase pickling cucumbers and thought we had found a source when we came across a young man that was selling some and he took us to his uncle who tried to get us a couple of boxes. Neither the young man nor the uncle spoke english and I had to use my limited spanish to get across what we needed. We had a long conversation in spanish about where he was from why he lived with his uncle and that his mother and family lived in Mexicale MX. I was thrilled to use what spanish I had at my disposal. I’m sure I made lots of mistakes but it seemed we communicated. We got some cukecumbers and all is well.