Ensenada, Mexico

We’ve now spent really almost two full days on the boat. Apparently the dock was not available to us on the second day in Ensenada so we had to go out to anchorage. This meant chugging out into the harbor for about 20 minutes and then dropping anchor.

This meant we had nearly two days on the boat, but rocking and rolling on the boat, and in sight of land. It was an extremely odd feeling to know that you were at sea and also not at sea.

The first of our anchorage days we spent hanging out and playing. We’ve now lost two soccer balls overboard so the playing is not what it once was. But the kids made do with card games, toys and other activities (including tearing around the halls which really needs to stop once the students come on today).

On the upshot, we weren’t supposed to dock until about 7:30 last night. The good news is we got in earlier, the bad news was that it was still Ensenada.

Ensenada is a very sketchy, touristy pit of a town. Tons of people selling tchochkes, lo tipico, and fish tacos. But we decided to go in last night anyway, just to get off the boat.

The first thing we noticed was how freaking much the ground was moving. I had not realized how much I’d gotten used to the rocking of the boat. Even today, I felt like the ground was rocking and I was weaving like a complete drunkard.

When we finally made it into the dive that is Ensenada, we found this really cool espresso bar that sold reproductions of paintings by an artist named Remedios Varo. The Kid fell head over heals in love with one of them and as his first purchase, he bought it. I’ve never known a kid to be into art like that, but he is. It was pretty cool. As soon as we got back to the boat he went ahead and put it up so he could see it from his bed.



This morning we trekked into the WalMart to pick up a few snack items and some soccer balls (we’ve lost two overboard already). The highlight of the trip was a decent cup of coffee at the espresso bar as you leave the WalMart. How freaking sad is that?