A Long Ride

We got into Santa Rosalia in the afternoon after a leisurely ride from Guerrero Negro. The town doesn't look like much on the way in, with lots of dust and abandoned mining equipment, but up close it's got a lot of charm and history. The town is built around a square and a church designed by Gustav Eiffel.

Walking through the town Monday evening, we saw people going to a church service, teens doing dance practice, a basketball game in the gym, kids playing everywhere, people sitting on benches smiling and talking. It felt wonderful to be in such a friendly, familial place, and made us realize how sterile and lonely the atmosphere can be in U.S. cities.



The dinner we had in the restaurant next to the Hotel Real was incredibly good and criminally cheap. We paid about $12 for two grilled fish dinners, complete with sides and tortillas, plus two Pacifico beers for me and an orange soda for Elena.

By the way, this is probably the last food shot I'll post. I managed to pick up some kind of stomach bug and I have been pretty much on a Gatorade diet for the last 24 hours.