Our next stop was La Paz. The water was really cold and the snorkeling mediocre, so we mostly hung out and chatted on the beach.
Blake took this majestic picture of our beach-loving father
The photographer himself, and Elliot's good side in the background
The next stop was beautiful Mazatlan! We hired a couple of trucks to give us a tour of the area. They did a great job of taking us to different parts of the city and giving us a good feel for the place.
We went along the coastline and through the old and new parts of the city. The guide driving our truck spoke only Spanish, which drove mom crazy since she couldn't ask him a bajillion questions and had to rely on Dad and Aaron's translations which were always suspiciously shorter than what the guy had originally been saying.
Apparently some corrupt mayor used a bunch of money to make a big tribute to the Beatles. It's very random because the Beatles have no connection whatsoever to Mazatlan, and most people who live there don't know anything about the band. Our tour guide says that the foreign tourists always love visiting, but no one local that he knows could name any of their songs.
A terrifying highlight was a cliff diver who dove off of the ruins of a military outpost. As you can tell from my scream in the video, I legitimately thought he was going to die on the rocks for a second there.
We went to a delicious taco place for lunch! Isaac was pleased with their life sized Santa that was still up a few weeks post-Christmas.
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