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Driving down Baja |
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Driving down to Rosarito from Tijuana, Matt and I decided that we would take the free road that the locals used - as opposed to the beautiful and speedy toll road that the tourists use - so that we could experience a more authentic look at the peninsula.
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Biker Mama |
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We left our stuff in a cheap hotel room, and set out for our big adventure in Tulum. I had my handy MapChick map, which told me that if we walked a few blocks toward the end of town, we would find a scooter rental place. Also, Maggie was |
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A finny thing happened on the way to Gran Cenote.... |
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Okay ? I already have a ?dumb American? travelogue for this particular day. But I did so MANY dumb things that day, I nedd to add one more.
So there we were at Gran Cenote, trying to get past our embarrassment and just go have a good time. We paid |
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