It's a very funny thing, you literally just drive into Baja, through a border crossing, the officials don't stop you and ask any questions, you just drive through, you have to stop and pictures are taken only. But going to the mainland is completely different, passports, temporary vehicle importation documents, tourist card document etc. It's a pain in the you no what and very time consuming going to one office for this, one office for that, paying at a bank returning with receipts, lining up at counters and waiting for it all to be processed, it's almost not worth it. It's like Europe in the 70's, worse. But once I got started I figured I may as well go through with it all. Beaches are a powerful motivator, yes.
Anyway had a very relaxing weekend stayed at a nice clean, quite and secure motel. I just walked a lot (the walking reminded me of my Europe trip in the 70's and Buenos Aires trips with April. Watched life go by, read etc etc and ate great assada and tortillas of course. Good time.
I watched some guys skatecrashing I think it's called, Looked painful, I don't know why people do this sort of crazy sport! I think I'll stick to motorcycles and D/Hill bikes, much safer. |
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