Paradiso!

This is Esmeralda Beach, our own personal paradise, and a short walk from our campground. Not another soul around!

We really like San Carlos. It has none of the dirt and poverty of Puerto Penasco, and oh! come to think of it, none of the Ugly American-type tourists. The Americans here appear to be cruisers and there is a small snowbird community, although they don't seem to be here yet.

Every evening while we are enjoying the sunset over the mountains, the produce man comes by. He has everything from lobster tails to cilantro, to tamales (still warm! which we had for dinner last night), to limes. We bought lobster tails for about $4 a piece and Jeff will grill some for lunch today.

He is recovering from a cold, caught from a wheezing kid in an internet cafe in Rocky Point. I have so far gone unscathed although when he coughs at night, I have this image a la CSI of a spray of germs attaching themselves to, well gross! never mind. Suffice to say, I haven't caught it yet - knock on wood. So he slumbers on this morning and I'm going for a walk.

If you are ever in the area, San Carlos is definitely worth a visit.