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Our resort is located about 25 km away from the thriving metropolis of Puerto Peñasco, which is also known as Rocky Point. There aren't a lot of people here right now (I've seen four other people in the building we're in, including hotel staff), but apparently, there are no oceanfront rooms available. Instead, we have the following magnificent view from our room.
Nice mountains on the horizon, though.
The suite we're in is nicely appointed, but there are some annoying shortcomings. There are only two outlets available for use, one in the kitchen and another in the bathroom. This, in an era where phones, cameras, computers, etc. require charging, is pretty frustrating. The outlets that do exist are be dedicated to lighting and appliances, and the outlets only have one plug.The kitchenette is small, functional, and bereft of everything, including salt, pepper, packages of sugar, soap, or even a package of awful instant coffee for the first morning.
Yesterday, the restaurant wanted $29 per person for a buffet that included prime rib, so we decided to go into town.
It's not a trivial trip, and folks there are pretty aggressive in terms of getting you to stop and patronize their businesses, but that seems to be the way things are done. We ended up in a place called Sr. Amigo (next to a place called Mary's) and had a pretty decent dinner, a seafood combination plate that was too big even for two people. The dish included clams, shrimp, deep fried butterfly shrimp, some deep fried fish and some non-deep-fried fish in garlic, with a scoop of rice and some corn tortillas on the side. I had a couple of Negro Modelos, Galina had a virgin piña colada, and the whole bill came out to $33 or about 420 or so pesos.
Shortly after arriving, something being driven by the belt on the Ford engine began to complain, loudly, of its lot in life. We we went into town today and found a mechanic, who says the repair ought to be finished tomorrow.
We walked around part of the town while waiting for a ride back to the hotel and found a curious place with more nooks, crannies, and chambers than your typical nautilus shell. The shot to the left shows some of the pottery for sale on the roof of the emporium.
I saw a copper sink with some embossed art that I think would go well in the proposed wet bar in my office, but it's too early to be thinking of that right now. Said another way, any wet bar is going to have to get in line behind a bunch of other stuff in the hopper planned for the house.
The inside was filled with all kinds of knick-knacks, including some I am very curious about. The photo on the right shows a portion of some figurines I don't quite understand, except for the death theme, obviously.
On the way home, we stopped at a local supermercado and picked up a couple of days of groceries, including about a pound and a half of shrimp, which we have since boiled up and consumed with great pleasure (and a shake of seasoned salt).
The resort has signed us up for a 9:30 am "presentation" tomorrow. It's supposed to take 90 minutes and gives us a 10% discount on stuff we end up charging (and this is a "cash free" society, here... I don't know if the orange bracelets we are supposed to wear - a "feature" I am most definitely not happy about - are to support that or not).
Cheers...
Nice mountains on the horizon, though.
The suite we're in is nicely appointed, but there are some annoying shortcomings. There are only two outlets available for use, one in the kitchen and another in the bathroom. This, in an era where phones, cameras, computers, etc. require charging, is pretty frustrating. The outlets that do exist are be dedicated to lighting and appliances, and the outlets only have one plug.The kitchenette is small, functional, and bereft of everything, including salt, pepper, packages of sugar, soap, or even a package of awful instant coffee for the first morning.
Yesterday, the restaurant wanted $29 per person for a buffet that included prime rib, so we decided to go into town.
It's not a trivial trip, and folks there are pretty aggressive in terms of getting you to stop and patronize their businesses, but that seems to be the way things are done. We ended up in a place called Sr. Amigo (next to a place called Mary's) and had a pretty decent dinner, a seafood combination plate that was too big even for two people. The dish included clams, shrimp, deep fried butterfly shrimp, some deep fried fish and some non-deep-fried fish in garlic, with a scoop of rice and some corn tortillas on the side. I had a couple of Negro Modelos, Galina had a virgin piña colada, and the whole bill came out to $33 or about 420 or so pesos.
Shortly after arriving, something being driven by the belt on the Ford engine began to complain, loudly, of its lot in life. We we went into town today and found a mechanic, who says the repair ought to be finished tomorrow.
We walked around part of the town while waiting for a ride back to the hotel and found a curious place with more nooks, crannies, and chambers than your typical nautilus shell. The shot to the left shows some of the pottery for sale on the roof of the emporium. I saw a copper sink with some embossed art that I think would go well in the proposed wet bar in my office, but it's too early to be thinking of that right now. Said another way, any wet bar is going to have to get in line behind a bunch of other stuff in the hopper planned for the house.
The inside was filled with all kinds of knick-knacks, including some I am very curious about. The photo on the right shows a portion of some figurines I don't quite understand, except for the death theme, obviously.On the way home, we stopped at a local supermercado and picked up a couple of days of groceries, including about a pound and a half of shrimp, which we have since boiled up and consumed with great pleasure (and a shake of seasoned salt).
The resort has signed us up for a 9:30 am "presentation" tomorrow. It's supposed to take 90 minutes and gives us a 10% discount on stuff we end up charging (and this is a "cash free" society, here... I don't know if the orange bracelets we are supposed to wear - a "feature" I am most definitely not happy about - are to support that or not).
Cheers...
