Not more than five minutes from our house is this slice of heaven. Sydney certainly is a fabulous place to live.
Heading back to Los Angeles we needed lunch, but we did not want to eat airport food. Deciding to drive down a random street to find food we stumbled across this little gem.
Seemingly run by mother and daughter, or perhaps just two welcoming ladies. We sat they spoke no English, we spoke tiny Spainsh. They did not have menus as it looked to cater for the locals, and by the look of the tiny space, the locals ate whatever the two ladies decided to cook for the day. As they could not understand us and we them they called us into their tiny kitchen to look inside the pots.
Ordering one of this and two of that the the ladies even managed to suggest that they make chicken schnitzel for the boys.
We had a tomato based noodle soup, Chilli Relleno’s (cheese stuffed peppers), beans (every meal beans – I have grown rather fond of beans) and rice. The boys had chicken schnitzel freshly made, rice and salad. Complimentary freshly made limenade, it was probably the best and most enjoyable meal in Mexico for me. Homemade goodness. Cheapest too.
If you follow a dirt and bumpy road all the way from Buena Vista Beach, about an hour later you will arrive at Cabo Pulmo. This sanctuary is a protected marine park that is regarded as one of the best dive and snorkeling sites in the world.
We came here on a windy but fine winters day (29 degrees – about 80 F – I think ) and the beach was beautifull desserted. Not another human in sight. The water vibrant blue, but a bit choppy for snorkelling. Nevertheless probably one of the more peaceful and tranquil places I have visited.
The drive in …
Sunbathing Crabs and Sea Snails
A pelican and a rather unphotogenic eagle type bird that is always circling overhead in Baja
The magic of solitude on the beaches
Some pebbles …. ahhh just because I love the interconnected randomness of pebbles on the beach ….
On the drive home we were acquainted with this ‘Big Mama’ of a cactus
The Cacti terrain ….
When in Mexico …