Playa Rosarito

With our late start crossing the border, we rolled into our beach view campsite just before sunset. It was a weekend, and according to some of the other campers, the beach was filled with folks from Mexicali trying to escape the heat inland.

Apparently, sunset isn’t the cue to pack up and go home. Neither is the tide coming in. We watched from above as people waited until the tide was running below their car before attempting to move it. And then, they decided driving into the surf was a better option. Some tried to time their entrance with the wave’s retreat, but some didn’t.

We must have watched 5 cars that got sea water up to their windows.  The cars that could keep going would then speed across the water break, and several almost hit people still playing in the surf.

Eventually, we had to get back to the grill and make some dinner.  Later, when we returned, their were just two cars waiting to be towed, but farther down the beach there was a lot of emergency vehicles. I was told it was probably a DUI checkpoint, but I hope everyone was okay.

Crazy – just 50 miles north of here, the campgrounds are packed and some are charging upwards of $100 USD (seriously) for a single night of camping near the beach. Here, we’re beachfront with plenty of space for 10 bucks. It’s good to be back in Mexico.