Los Cerritos Surf Camp is deceptive indeed. A long dusty trail leads us into a parking area that we can use for our stay here. It’s only a short walk to the resort’s pool area, which is indeed a lovely place to meet, eat, relax, and have a beer. Teresa, the manager, is an accomplished host, and the swim up bar has a good restaurant attached that produces a very good meal from a decent menu. I have marlin, and it is just great.
We stay here 2 nights. and we have two excursions planned. The first night we go to the small town of Pescadero for a genuine mexican street BBQ. It’s La Pasadita, and Jose is a real pro when it comes to papas rellenas, hot dogs, tacos, burritos and quesadillas. It’s a BYOB affair, and soon we’re all having a good time, in Jose’s back yard restaurant.
Next day it’s off to Todos Santos we go for our excursion. It’s a nice day and Todos Santos is a very nice town to wander about. It has a very large gringo population that’s hidden away from the main cutsy part of town, to the north, but most of the gringos are very good expats, and blend in well.
Lots of renovations in town, and it shows well: it’s no longer a dangerous expedition to walk the streets at night, for fear of falling off an abruptly ending sidewalk, with a four foot dropoff.
There are many varied restaurants here, and it really pays to wander just off the beaten path to find that hidden gem where memories are made.
After many beach walks at Cerritos, and listening to the surf roar into the night, we leave for the short (shorter than ever now with the new bypass) drive to La Paz.
Soon enough we’re in the thick of this city “Snuggle up!” comes the instruction from #1, and then, after reprovisioning at WalMart, we’re finding our new places at Campestre Maranatha RV Park.
Cindy is there to welcome us, and right away she gets the all important “Laundry Angel” to magically appear to whisk away our soiled clothes, to return next day with them all clean, folded, and… scented. Yeah, you know that heavily perfumed laundry detergent that they use down here: I guess it does the job though. ( I smell pretty, oh so pretty…)
What a nice afternoon for a look around La Paz: the malecon is glorious as always, the shops beckon, Ibarra’s Pottery is there for us, and I make reservations at the best restaurant in town.
Las Maguayas is an upscale Mexican restaurant which has been our favourite since we discovered ot many years ago. Always good food, great service, and flan flambe to finish off another lovely night out. Thanks for the memories, and thanks Larry for the music 😉
The best way to explore any town is on foot, so the next day I drop everyone off at the famous Madera Market, hand them a map, and say “Have fun”.
There’s a lot to see in the downtown area, and it really needs a few days to do it right. We only have a few hours, walking in the sun, to find interesting nooks and crannies today. Come back when you can really enjoy this sparking city. At night it’s a glorious riot of bustling locals+tourists, colors and scenes: life roars by here. Times 1000000 at Carnaval: you’ll find that out on your next trip to La Paz!
My favourite large city dwindles in the rearview mirror the next morning, as we munch on freshly made Cinammon Buns from Cafe Exquisito, and we’re off to Puerto Escondido for the night.
Here we stay in their parking lot, in amongst the boat trailers. Somehow the serenity of this place flows into you. It makes for a tranquil stay. Maybe one day the development of the resort will begin, but in the meantime, it’s just a nice quiet marina where you can watch the sailboats sway.
In the morning we drive north and experience wonderful backlighting to show off all that Baja has to offer: Glistening waters, colours of vegetation, birds, red rock against azure sky. Did I say it’s really beautiful yet? Jeff spots a sea monster at the overlook, but Diane insists that it’s a whale shark. I think she’s right.
It’s Mulege, and Hotel Serenidad where we’re staying for two nights. It’s a real treat to see Don Johnson out to see us right. He’s a real gentleman, and one of the true Baja legends. At 90 he’s spry and jovial: a great ambassador!
Our trip around the town reveals its cute old world charm. It’s still a bit shabby, and could do with a lick of paint, but Mulege is bouncing back.
Javier isn’t so well today, but happily takes the reservation for 18 Baja Amigos for supper at 6.
It’s a slow cook (they need to hire another to replace the old one), but eventually even Dick gets his tacos, and nearly everyone is satisfied. Another nice night on the town closes and it’s back to the rigs for us.
