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Northern Baja

“Well that was the cutest border crossing I’ve ever had” said Mark at the Tijuana border, as the pretty Mexican guard quickly checked the van and sent us on our way. All of a sudden, we were driving on the streets of Tijuana, and no one had even looked at our passports.  The next few minutes went a little something like, “sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t”, as we continued to head south. My palms were clammy as I tried to read the road signs to get us back to the border. With a bit of help, we eventually made it back to immigration and were able to sort out our tourist cards and vehicle permit.

Tijuana was hectic and overwhelming. We were both surprised by the extent of our culture shock. There was so much poverty and despite practicing our Spanish, we were way out of our depth.  After getting past the busy centres, I started to relax. The real Baja beckoned. Our first day was a mission. We followed some directions to try and find an RV park, across a dry and dusty riverbed and down a winding gravel road.  When we got there it was just a bunch of run down abandoned trailers, with no one else in sight.  In the end we decided to try and find somewhere else to stay, eventually arriving at an open campground just before dark.

Since our first day, we have been settling in and getting into the swing of things….OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAFirst Mexican Sunrise

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA The Road to Punta Baja from El Rosario

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA New Additions – Ursula and Ricky Bobby

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA The Christening

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Boondocking, Punta Baja Sunset

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OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA Room with a view – the Gulf of California. Daggett’s Beach Camp. Bahia de los Angeles.

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