I spent a nice evening in Ensenada, on the way down the Baja Peninsula. A big Saturday evening it was, what with a live Christmas orchestra, a flaming sunset, and (later) a huge boxing match. In Mexico, boxing is still very big. And what a fight! The favorite was probably the Fillipino boxer, Pacquiao, and he had the Mexican, Marquez down in the 5th round. In the 6th, he was landing heavy blows on the Mexican, but got careless as he came in for the kill near the end of the round. Marquez landed a vicious right hook that flattened Pacquiao and knocked him out cold for a full two minutes. The roar that I heard on the streets (I was watching it at a streetside bar) of Ensenada was the biggest I’ve heard for a long, long time.
Okay, that’s it. Back to the Death Valley series after this post. Adios Amigos!
Thanks a lot!
I like your “as the sun goes down over the Pacific” photograph.