After 3 flights, 16 hours in the air and more than 24 hours without sleep I finally reached my destination: Baja Sur.
I really did want to go to New Zealand but after having done my researched I was underwhelmed. Then I thought maybe Australia which was “plan B”. In the end I decided to drop OZ. My heart is no longer there. Used to be the country of my childhood dreams. But one day I’ll go there to make peace with my 10 year old self. I know everyone “loves” NZ and OZ but I have absolutely no regrets choosing Mexico.
Hello and goodbye! I had a connecting flight 2 hours later.
Final flight. Everyone has window seat on this plane. There were 7 people on this flight.
Old-fashioned controls. Plane is bigger than 1 engine little ones you tandem jump out of. Still, every little move and turbulence is felt in your stomach.
When zoomed in you’ll see so many cactuses!
Greenhouses… so many of them! So much land has been cleared for these it’s terrible. What you see in this photo is just a fraction of the greenhouses.
Starting to cross over to Baja Sur.
“Airport” is a shabby little shed in the middle of nowhere.
Only when I was in front of it I realised it’s actually a military air base. Everyone had to open their bags for inspection. Names were recorded, too. No civilian works here, only military personnel. A new experience for us. On the way to the hotel it became clear this area is full of military installations and the presence of the personnel is hard to ignore.
First meal and first tacos. We have zero exposure to real Mexican food and this is one of the reasons we have come here.
Prawn and fish tacos from a roadside truck.
We ate 8
Internet is very slow and spotty here but I’ll try to post whenever possible.