Bahia de Kino: Part I, The Foundation
Three years ago while my wife and I traveled around the world for a year, we spent some time in the Mongolian capitol of Ulaanbaatar before heading into the emptiness of the Gobi Desert. While roaming the streets of the capitol one afternoon, we ran into a Canadian miner at a video game store. He wore a cap and sported a goatee, along with a quasi modern-day mullet. He introduced himself as Maury. When I asked what he was doing in the store he said, “My Mongolian girlfriend plays this Playstation 2 all day while I am at work and it’s broken so I’m getting it repaired. I’m a miner,” he added.
“How long have you been in Ulaanbaatar?” I said.
“Way too long,” he answered. “There are three good things about Mongolia. No one shoots at you, no one tries to rob you, and no animals try to eat you.” I looked at him in disbelief and said, “Did you live in a country where these three things were normal?”
“Yeah. Bolivia. I was robbed, shot at, and even animals attacked me. The Mongolians leave you alone but the Bolivians can be treacherous.” I believe I responded, “Jesus Christ!” or “Holy Sh--!”
Maury said, “But I am outta here soon. I have a house in Bolivia that I’m gonna sell and I’m moving to Mexico.” I figured that he was headed to one of the mainstays there for expatriates, either San Miguel de Allende or Lake Chapala near Guadalajara. But his eventual destination, Bahia de Kino, surprised me since I had been pretty much all over Mexico and I had not even heard of the place.
Once he informed me of the town's name, I became curious. He explained that it is a fishing village with a small expat community and now I was hooked. Visions of the beach at the end of the great movie, Y Tu Mama Tambien swirled through my thoughts.
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