The Joy of Nesting: Yikes Our Beach on Steroids

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Yikes Our Beach on Steroids

Pictures of Coney Island in the early 1920s

I hope your Easter Day was a delightful day filled with plenty of opportunities to make many wonderful memories.

We had a nice quiet day. We did our best to stay away from the beach side of town. This week is Samana Santa (Holy Week) This week is also Spring break week for the entire country of Mexico. Mazatlan is a resort town, and when people go on vacation they love to go to the BEACH. We are a quiet small city of 400,000 This weekend the population exploded to 800,000 :( We are absolutely sure that the extra 400,000 bodies were all packed along the beach side of town. I figure it's just a darn good thing we are not an island cuz we would have been in danger of flipping over if we were :)

Ha you think I'm exaggerating?? Well these are pictures of our beach (the one that's closest to us so of course it's ours) on most of the 345 days a year. So nice beautiful, calm relaxing a true slice of paradise.

This is the beach this weekend. Well at least I think it's our beach, but I couldn't swear that there is sand under all those bodies!!

Thus LW quip about our beach on Steroids ;) But you must admit that it's a perfect description ;)

This is the traffic on the Melacon (the sea wall) headed north to the resort area of the town!! No it's not a parking lot !! This is early afternoon headed north just reverse the picture come sundown when everyone heads back to change so that they can spend the rest of the night doing the promanade. Down one end around the sheild monument back up to the other end around Playa Bruja's turn around and down we go again :( Woo Hoo and Motor Cycle week (translate one of the largest cycle gatherings in Mexico) starts Thursday. Oye I can't hardly wait!! That is until we have our quiet little city back to ourselves!!

Have a most audacious today or tomorrow my Bloglandian friends depending on where in the world you are ;)

5 comments:

Tristan Robin said...: argh.

My mother lives in Myrtle Beach, SC, and the beaches there are like that about 2/3 of the time. It's dreadful.

on steroids, indeed!; April 13, 2009 at 7:49 AM
LuLu Kellogg said...: I know it's so nice having your own little quiet place to yourself but I guess the one good thing is that all the visitors are good for the economy down there. Just wave and say "Spend that Money!"

Don't forget I need the snailmail addy for your mule in TX because I am working on a Love Box for you :)

Love,
LS; April 13, 2009 at 9:03 AM
Olde Dame Penniwig said...: What a difference between the crowds and the quiet beach! I know which I prefer!

Yes, tourists spend their money, but can't they sort of space-out when they descend on the town??? LOL...; April 13, 2009 at 11:15 AM
xashee's corner said...: Wow!! that is a LOT of people!
hope you are feeling better today! :) looking forward, for you, to have your little town back to normal soon! Have an AWESOME day!! (and thank you for visiting me, too!!) hehe; April 14, 2009 at 9:42 AM
Charmingdesigns said...: Wow...thats a lot of bodies!! and cars! Laurie; April 15, 2009 at 9:47 PM

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