Surreality bites.

So we had a wonderful weekend in Mexico celebrating our anniversary. I didn't have my camera with me, so all I had was my phone for picture taking, and I was so glad because, seriously, you wouldn't believe half of the stuff we saw.

Baja is like another planet.

With the exception of the Rosarito Bed and Breakfast - emphasis on the BREAKFAST - where we stayed, which was absolutely fabulous!

When we weren't being spoiled rotten by our lovely hostess (thanks, Pam!), we were busy exploring Ensenada and enjoying the surrealism that is Baja California.

I know it's a foreign country, but come on! It's only 45 minutes south of the border...

but, I'm not kidding....

Surreal is the only word for it.

Those prices are in pesos, right?

Is this supposed to be a carpool?

This pharmacy had everything you could possibly need including fine musical instruments, so you could get Tylenol, M&M's, cd's and an electric guitar all in one convenient shop.

We found two wonderful beaches.

One we had all to ourselves:

And the other was a locals-only beach. (which should have been our first clue that it was going to be An Experience, but that's not important right now...)

I was sitting contentedly reading my book when I was approached by this guy with a wheelbarrow full of sweets. I was sitting close to the shore, too. So he had to push that wheelbarrow quite a long way hoping I'd be tempted by his wares.

I was completely shocked into silence. (I know!)

Really, dude? A wheelbarrow?? What is UP with that?

When I finally recovered from that surreal moment, I chased him down and gave him 50 cents just to let me take this picture...

Umm..... excuse me, sir, but is that umm... JESUS on your back??