Rain

Somehow I never thought it rained in Ensenada. I always had this picture of hot sunshine with blistering walkways. Well, I'm here to tell you, It damned sure rains in Ensenada, Mexico and gets cold too, just like Oregon.It has been raining for two days now and I mean raining, not just drizzling. We decided to hibernate in the boat yesterday due to the inclimate weather. While lounging around inside the warm dry salon I remembered that our friend in La Paz (Steve) had sent a message concerning the tidal surge here. He said the surge had caused considerable damage to his dock lines and that I should make sure I had adequate chafe guards installed. I decided rain or no, I had better check. Sure enough, the stern line was begining to chafe. I didn't have anything to make a guard out of handy, so I opted to remove the existing port dock line that had a chafe guard installed and replace it with the starboard line. While performing this miniscule task I had managed to get pretty wet and very cold in my imagined Ensenada "sunshine." After putting on some dry clothes, I reminded Judy that we needed some bread and asked if she wanted to walk to a bakery where we had sampled some goods earlier. She acquised, so adorning warm clothes and rain jackets, off we went into town. On our way to the Bakery we discovered that wearing our sandals was not a good idea. Oh, we skirted the deep puddles, but the water still encroached, squishing up through the soles. Prior to reaching the Bakery, as we passed a line of cabs, Judy looked up and asked; wanna take a cab to Costco? I thought, dry, and said yeah!

We jumped into a cab and off we went. The cab ride was a bit exciting, with the driver making his own lanes and cutting off others, as if he owned the road. Although it was not nearly as exciting as the cab rides I had experienced in Tiajuana back in the early sixties. We were amazed to discover that Costco's prices are considerably higher in Ensenada than in the US. Judy said that she was glad that we had not listened to the people who had said not to stock up in the Costcos in the US, because they had Costcos in Mexico. We saved a lot of money by stocking up in Oregon. Maybe the people who said this were more concerned with convenience than money.We ended up spending almost as much on the cab fare as we did at Costco. I now understand why they built the store so far from town in an area of obviously more affluent area. (Judy just got up and said the sun was trying to break through, and that it looked like it was going to be a sunny day.)

Once back to the barco we donned rubber boots and were off to the Bakery once again. This time we took a different route and discovered a Tacoria  on our way. We stopped in, but as usual no one spoke English so we didn't know how to order corn tortillas. We finally said the hell with it and bought flour tortillas, as they were on display. Once at the Bakery we purchased several small loaves of bread and many treats, YUM! Then it was back to the barco to enjoy said treats and continue with our " just lounging around day."

Today we are having guests over. We met a very nice young man (Jose) who was raised in Los Angeles, CA, but born in Mexico. He speaks fluent English and is a very respectful young man. We met him while searching for a place to buy diesel. He  was on his way to work and offered to show us the way and didn't want any gratis for it. A rare commodity in a young man here. He and his girlfriend are coming over for lunch today. Judy will be making her fish tacos. It will be interesting to observe how Mexicans like them. Oh wow, now it is all blue sky and sunshine outside--guess it just had to get all the rain out of its system!