Saturday, January 17, 2015

Day 4 - La Paz

Okay, so we had to get off our butts. We had a rental car! And there were beaches to explore! So we drove north and then across Baja to get to La Paz and some of the beaches around that area. The beaches? Are lovely. La Paz? Not so much.

I will show you this selfie so you can see my awesome hipster cat T-shirt.


The drive to La Paz looks like this, over and over again:


Actually, that's probably the most attractive part of the drive. La Paz is not a pretty city. The approach to it, even less so. Traffic, dirty, rude, scary, ugly. It looks like it was designed by someone who's imbibed too much tequila. Actually maybe it was designed by tequila. 

We got a little lost on the way to the beaches, but ended up at Balandra Beach. It's warm, clear, and calm. You can wade out forever and still be only up to your knees. Kind of reminded me of Jericoacoara, in northeast Brazil. Except Jeri didn't have a wasp that followed me around and which Justin heroically smote by clapping it between the shoes he carried in his hands. (Seriously. That was amazing. As I watched its mean old dead stinger ass fall into the sea I turned to my husband and said, "I have never wanted you more than I do right now."
 See? Another sniffy. I'm strange.

Balandra! There were maybe 20 people at this beach? Delightful.




We then went into La Paz to check out the Malecon, the street by the harbor. It was...eh. We got some decent ice cream but then just felt like going home at this point.

The Clamato Zone was kind of funny though. Zona Tourista? No! Zona Clamato! We did not go in. 


One redeeming feature: The seal trash cans. Put trash up a startled sea mammal's ass, yo!
El Malecon.

Giant oyster.


Yeah. After this we bailed in time to catch the sunset at the B&B. We were done. 

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