The good news was that Carol and I got to spend Thanksgiving in Mexico. The bad news was we didn’t spend it together: she was in Loreto and I was in San Ignacio, 273 km to the north of her. I made the best of it by wandering San Ignacio like the village idiot, to end up at Victor’s Restaurant for Thanksgiving fish tacos and a margarita especial.
At 8 pm on a Thursday, San Ignacio was quiet. Some people relaxed on their front porch, while others stayed inside watching TV, with their front door wide open. The town felt relaxed and comfortable just like any small town.
We have stayed with friends in San Ignacio several times over the years. It’s a pretty sleepy little town. It has a good atmosphere for relaxation. Thanks for posting the pictures.
As always, the photos are wonderful. I was thinking – wouldn’t it be funny (jaja) if one of the houses you shot was a drug lord’s safe house and one of the warehouses were full of stuff. Just call me Agatha. Thanks for sharing.
We have stayed with friends in San Ignacio several times over the years. It’s a pretty sleepy little town. It has a good atmosphere for relaxation. Thanks for posting the pictures.
As always, the photos are wonderful. I was thinking – wouldn’t it be funny (jaja) if one of the houses you shot was a drug lord’s safe house and one of the warehouses were full of stuff. Just call me Agatha. Thanks for sharing.
I thought that guy looked a lot like El Chapo.