Ensenada ... hmmmmm.
We were told it was a magical city with a charmed life, with colourful streets, wineries and folklore,
It was colourful but I wouldn't describe it as magical, and we were hassled with a lot of
This is my shop.
This is my shop.
Look in my shop.
Come in my shop.
This is my shop.
Come in my shop.
We went in a shop.
We came out of the shop.
And we had a peaceful hour with a pint of Earl Grey (delicious) in a tea shop with a bit of WiFi.
But we DID buy Cub a snazzy sombrero that can be worn like this...
or this....
or this...
and it looks particularly good against a bright blue sky.
(and it is currently at a festival near Seattle)
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