La Paz
(DAY006 : Bahia conception - La Paz : 320 miles)
(DAY007 : La Paz)
Packing up took quite a while, as the camera came out again. Had it not been so cold to swim, it would've taken a couple of days longer! Eventually I left Bahia Conception behind, and arrived La Paz much later than darkness did. After shopping around, I checked in to the first motel I had seen. It was 10 minutes from the city center, but was the newest, safest, cheapest, and... more about that in a bit.
The touristic facade of La Paz spreads along the coast with its beaches, cafes, and restaurants, and does little to veil its even livelier local heartbeat inwards.
Had a good sleep in a comfy bed and spent some quality time with Katirga in the garage (wait for it) so she's nice and clean(ish) again. When I arrived last night, I was thinking of catching the ferry to Mazatlan today (Thursday). So I packed up and left for the port at Pichilingue 10 miles away. Turned out, the passenger ferry is only on Fridays and (I think) Mondays. That was fine as I did want to spend some time here, but tickets for Friday are already sold out and I don't mean that much time. I'm told to show up tomorrow very early in the morning to see if there will be an opening. If not, I may go for a ride towards Todos Santos. But for now, I'm back at the motel. And thus, back to the motel...
Motel Villa del Sol
Only as I checked in did I realize what it was: an upscale "motel de paso", a sex motel. I had first seen one in Rosarito, but this is nothing like that dump. It looks like a gated community of mini condos. You pull in with your car, and have your own garage with automatic door. Katirga wouldn't be any safer, and the room looks better than any other hotel or motel I stayed at so far in this trip. It has an AC/heater, plus you get some extra channels ;) The catch? No internet or morning coffee.
Even more interesting, at least to me, is the life of this place. At night, it's this dark place for hidden deeds. A place you don't want to be caught going. In the morning, it's a light, clean, happy structure of geometry, filled with romantic songs of female cleaning personnel. During the day, almost all garage doors are up, supplies people show up and leave, and occasional radio communication breaks the silence.
(DAY007 : La Paz)
Packing up took quite a while, as the camera came out again. Had it not been so cold to swim, it would've taken a couple of days longer! Eventually I left Bahia Conception behind, and arrived La Paz much later than darkness did. After shopping around, I checked in to the first motel I had seen. It was 10 minutes from the city center, but was the newest, safest, cheapest, and... more about that in a bit.
The touristic facade of La Paz spreads along the coast with its beaches, cafes, and restaurants, and does little to veil its even livelier local heartbeat inwards.
Had a good sleep in a comfy bed and spent some quality time with Katirga in the garage (wait for it) so she's nice and clean(ish) again. When I arrived last night, I was thinking of catching the ferry to Mazatlan today (Thursday). So I packed up and left for the port at Pichilingue 10 miles away. Turned out, the passenger ferry is only on Fridays and (I think) Mondays. That was fine as I did want to spend some time here, but tickets for Friday are already sold out and I don't mean that much time. I'm told to show up tomorrow very early in the morning to see if there will be an opening. If not, I may go for a ride towards Todos Santos. But for now, I'm back at the motel. And thus, back to the motel...
Motel Villa del Sol
Only as I checked in did I realize what it was: an upscale "motel de paso", a sex motel. I had first seen one in Rosarito, but this is nothing like that dump. It looks like a gated community of mini condos. You pull in with your car, and have your own garage with automatic door. Katirga wouldn't be any safer, and the room looks better than any other hotel or motel I stayed at so far in this trip. It has an AC/heater, plus you get some extra channels ;) The catch? No internet or morning coffee.
Even more interesting, at least to me, is the life of this place. At night, it's this dark place for hidden deeds. A place you don't want to be caught going. In the morning, it's a light, clean, happy structure of geometry, filled with romantic songs of female cleaning personnel. During the day, almost all garage doors are up, supplies people show up and leave, and occasional radio communication breaks the silence.
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