We meet our guide, Enrique, at the airport along with all the other passengers who will board the boat today. And when all 10 of us are gathered, we board a bus for a small harbor just over the hill…. Read More ›
At the southern end of the peninsula where Mazatlan rests, there is a pyramid of an island with a lighthouse perched on top. It is known simply by the Spanish word for lighthouse, El Faro. The small hotel we are… Read More ›