If it seems like Kathryn and I were in Yuma just six weeks ago, it’s because Kathryn and I were in Yuma just six weeks ago. Now we’re on our way back, not just as a stop this time, but as a destination. Our good friend Dan is in town for a few days on … Continue reading On the road again to Yuma
We couldn’t miss a chance for more Chinese food during our trip to Mexicali over Thanksgiving weekend. Our baseball game Saturday night and our early departure Sunday morning left us only one chance, at lunchtime Saturday. We were staying at Hotel Araiza on Boulevard Bénito Juárez, so we chose Restaurante Dragon, which was just a … Continue reading More Chinese food in Mexicali at Restaurante Dragon
And we’re home.
Kathryn and I just finished a late lunch on the northern side of the border, in Yuma. I looked at the CBP website around 10 am to get an idea of border crossing times, and I was a little shocked to see two-hour wait times so early in the day. Thinking it would only get … Continue reading Back in the United States
Last night we saw our first ever Mexican Pacific League baseball game, a matchup between the Obregon Yaquis and the Mexicali Águilas, at Estadio B-Air in Mexicali. The Mexican Pacific League is a “winter” league. The season starts in mid-October and runs through the end of December, making for rather pleasant baseball-watching weather in Mexico. … Continue reading Baseball in Mexicali, a lively evening of winter league action
The only apprehension I’d had about seeing a baseball game in Mexicali was not knowing what to do in the event of an earthquake. We just sat through the earthquake instructions at Estadio B-Air. Stay calm and stay in your seat until the trembling stops, then follow directions from staff. I think I can handle … Continue reading Earthquake instructions
As much as we enjoy the Chinese food in Mexicali, last night we decided it was time to try some Mexican seafood here. I turned to the internet for suggestions, and Mariscos Laguna Azul was a place not far from our hotel that was mentioned over and over again. I liked the ambiance at Laguna … Continue reading Laguna Azul, my kind of seafood place in Mexicali
I usually post an update before we leave on a road trip, but this morning I had too much to do and too little time to do it. We’re already safely at our hotel in Mexicali. Nice room. We haven’t checked out the rest of the property yet.
A few hours short of seventeen days, and we’re back in our own home. A cold beer has been cracked, a first load of laundry has been started, and our bed is waiting.
A cortado from a Cuban café almost made it worth the trouble of flying through Miami International Airport. Kathryn got a cappuccino from the same place. Her larger cup had a description of the café on the back. Honestly, I’d never heard of this place, but I remembered enjoying a Cuban coffee in the airport … Continue reading A cortado almost makes it worth the trouble
We’re at Miami International Airport, waiting for our flight back to Phoenix. What a shithole. For once, TSA wasn’t the problem at the security checkpoint; it was totally clueless passengers. I mean, signs were posted in nine languages, and it seems like half of traveling public here can’t read any of them. Ugh. On the … Continue reading Patiently mingling with the unwashed masses in Miami
We’re getting ready to check out of our hotel in Key West and make the drive back to Miami. We haven’t seen the sun much since we got here, and it just started raining again.
We’ve reached Key West. I wasn’t sure what to expect about the drive through the Keys so soon after the hurricane. Some of what we saw literally made me gasp. Route 1 had mountains of debris on both sides, some so high the backhoes had to drive up them to remove them. And people were … Continue reading Reaching Key West through the aftermath of a hurricane
We’re somewhere in southern Florida — Florida City, I think — having a coffee and some fast food on our way to Key West. I was able to get some sleep on the flight, so I’m not a total wreck behind the wheel. Getting a rental car in Miami took some patience. There’s such a … Continue reading Somewhere in southern Florida, grabbing a bite
We’re in the departure area of the airport in Montevideo, Uruguay, waiting for our flight to Miami, which should board within the hour. The security checkpoint seems to have been handled by the Air Force. It was mostly young men who appeared to have a sense of humor. The woman at the immigration desk gave … Continue reading Waiting in Montevideo for a flight to Miami
After a nice breakfast and a long morning walk through the city here in Montevideo, Kathryn and I are having a bit of a siesta in preparation for what will likely be an enormous steak lunch. That gives me time to post several leftover photos from Punta del Este. Just a few blocks from our … Continue reading Photographs from Punta del Este, Uruguay
Now that we’re back in Uruguay for the last few days of our South America trip, I thought I’d share an interesting value-added tax scheme being used to promote tourism in Uruguay. Apparently, if you dine at a restaurant in Uruguay and pay with a non-Uruguayan credit or debit card, the value-added tax — which … Continue reading Value-added tax refund scheme for foreigners in Uruguay
We’re on the road again, retracing our steps from Punta del Este back to Montevideo. It’s bittersweet, as we’re now moving closer to the end of our trip both in time and in space. We’ll be spending our last two nights in Uruguay in the same guest house we stayed in when we arrived. The … Continue reading On the bus back to Montevideo, Uruguay
The weather didn’t look promising when we woke up this morning in Punta del Este, Uruguay. It deteriorated from there. As the day progressed, sprinkles became drizzle became steady rain. While it was still in the drizzle stage, we drove a few miles up the coast on the river side of Punta del Este. The … Continue reading A rainy day in Punta del Este, Uruguay
I’m up a bit early on our third morning in Punta del Este, Uruguay, after our drive yesterday to Jose Ignacio. I’ve opened one shade so I can see the waves crashing on the rocky shore on the Atlantic side of the peninsula. The sand is wet from the overnight rain. The sky is a … Continue reading Drive along the Uruguayan coast, Punta del Este to Jose Ignacio
Our stay in Colonia del Sacramento, Uruguay, was rather short, less than twenty-four hours. However, the charming old barrio is compact, so tourists can take in the highlights in a few hours. Some even visit as a day trip from Montevideo by bus or from Buenos Aires by ferry. The weather during our brief visit … Continue reading A few photographs from Colonia del Sacramento, Uruguay
For those of you who don’t know us personally, Kathryn and I don’t really dress up when we go out to dinner — or anywhere else, for that matter. We assume that’s at least part of the reason why, in the United States, when we show up at a restaurant, we’re typically given a table … Continue reading Would you mind sitting by the window?
Today we walked down the street from our apartment in Punta del Este to a small park at the mouth of the Plata River, where a Uruguayan flag more or less marks the southernmost point in Uruguay. Unfortunately the wind wasn’t cooperating with my photography. Although I recognized this right away as being the southernmost … Continue reading Southernmost point in our journeys, Punta del Este, Uruguay
We arrived in Punta del Este, Uruguay, late yesterday afternoon and took a short taxi ride to our rental apartment. As is often the case with any sort of online booking, you don’t know what you’re getting until you get there. The location is excellent. We’re on the eleventh floor of a high-rise near the … Continue reading Arrived at our apartment in Punta del Este, Uruguay
Our short stay in Colonia del Sacramento is coming to an end. We’ve checked out of the hotel here and are waiting at the bs terminal for a ride to Montevideo. We won’t be there long; we have onward tickets to Punta del Este and a small apartment reserved there for the next several nights. … Continue reading Waiting for a bus, onward to Punta del Este