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settlement in the Californias and is home to the
                                                              first mission church in the Californias, built in 1697.
                                                              Its unassuming center is dominated by the modest
                                                              church, government buildings and a few good
                                                              restaurants and shops. A line-up of homes and small
                                                              hotels face the sea, with more low structures clus-
                                                              tered behind, backed by the steep mountain peaks.
                                                                Despite the efforts of government agencies and
                                                              private developers over the decades, Loreto re-
                                                              mains an unpretentious spot. It receives sporadic
                                                              flights from California and Arizona, with occasional
                                                              bursts in service when a new development is seek-
                                                              ing buyers. There are a couple of golf courses on
                                                              the outlying areas, and a luxury, all-inclusive resort
                                                              claims one of Baja's loveliest bays at Danzante. But
                                                              the dusty back streets we roamed along felt like a
                                                              throwback to the Eighties and Nineties. Ladies in
                                                              cotton dresses swept outside the front doors of
                                                              simple homes. Men rode about in dirt-streaked
                                                              trucks (it's impossible to keep vehicles clean in
                                                              Baja), and drowsy dogs loped along the street. At
                                                              the plaza, folkloric dancers enticed cruisers into
                                                              performing on stage, while vendors sold souvenirs
                                                              beneath a shady arbor. We sampled some tangy
                                                              shrimp aguachile and fought the heat with sweet
                                                              limonadas, then headed back to our berth for a cool
                                                              siesta.
                                                                Guaymas, our first port on the sea's mainland
                                                              coast, was a bit of a letdown after sweet Loreto.
                                                              The port city in northwest Mexico is best known by
                                                              vacationers for the resorts, marina and fishing at
                                                              nearby San Carlos, a popular destination for drivers
                                                              from Arizona. Vendors' stands and food carts lined
                                                              the parking lot outside the ship, and a school band
                                                              with majorettes and marchers performed under the
                                                              blazing sun. We wandered inland a couple of blocks
                                                              to the rundown center of town, where crumbling
                                                              neoclassical buildings abutted simple shops. A
                                                              friendly woman wearing a tourist police vest
                                                              walked us to a pharmacy for a few supplies, and
                                                              then guided us to the main plaza and church. We
                                                              were back onboard in less than two hours. We left
                                                              the ship once more in Mazatlán for a bodacious
                                                              shrimp lunch accompanied by the festive horns
                                                              from a local banda troupe at El Muchacho Alegre, a
                                                              favorite hangout at the beach. Most of the time we
                                                              just explored our floating resort.




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