Enjoying a ciggy on my hotel room
balcony, watching the birds, the clouds, and the marriage of the
Pacific and the huge sky
Downtown Ensenada streets, or very
near the downtown proper. About fifty years of the now lapsed
tourist boom exploded the tiny port town into a million-inhabitant city.
Bird of paradise or crane flower
(called so in South Africa, where it comes from) or strelitzia; this
one's grown in front of the hotel
Bahía Todos Los Santos, looking south or southwest
A good-night look westward or north by north westward (without taking the plane) from the Gringo enclave, where I lived near the Rotary Club bird sanctuary, toward the open sea and Punta Banda
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