I
have come to an awareness in my life that you can experience just about
anything ... for the right price. For example, in Alaska next year, I
have the opportunity to fly in a helicopter to the top of a glacier and
mush a dog sled. Now, I’m a mom who lives in Southern California (not
exactly dog-mushing material) but, for the right price ... I can mush a
dog sled, if I choose to. This shows you the mindset I am in while at
the Port of Ensenada when I spot this lovely creature ... an energetic
three-month old tiger named Lola.
Little
Lola sits in a playpen of sorts, not really a cage but she is pretty
well contained. Now, for the right price (a donation to help care for
endangered and wild animals) I can hold Lola and have my photo taken
with her. We are also able to take photos ourselves once their
‘official’ photo has been taken. Am I game for this? Absolutely I am!
The
excitement level started rising within me the moment I realized this
once-in-a-lifetime possibility was in fact a reality. All I could think
of was, “I’m about to hold a tiger.”
Which soon turned to, “I am holding a tiger.”
This became my mantra.
As
I sat down on the bench in their portrait area, one handler grabbed her
camera (a small point-n-shoot) while the other handler went to retrieve
little Lola. I say “little” loosely because afterall, she was just
three-months old and not quite as large as her parents, I’m sure. But,
she was by no means miniature as she was roughly the size of a
full-grown Basset Hound ... and just about as weighty. He brought Lola
over to me, enticing her with a bottle of liquid she very obviously
loved to drink.
Now,
I’m a cat person. I have two cats myself and I can’t really remember a
time when I didn’t have a cat in my life. Obviously, Lola is not a
domesticated cat ... she’s a tiger. But, they are of the same ‘family’
so to speak. So, I do understand there are a few behaviors and moods a
cat can be in. One is the “I’m tired and lazy and I think I’ll just curl up here and rest for a bit, all the while being cute and cuddly.” Another is “I’m awake and wired and I just want to play and act crazy and show you how cute my teeth and claws are.”
I got the latter Lola.
I
was instructed to hold Lola securely under her arms with her face away
from mine (which proved to be the most challenging!) and she was placed
in my lap. Her low, guttural growling (you know, like a real tiger) is
what hit me first. I couldn’t believe how ‘wildlife’ it really was!
Next, was her feel. Her fur was coarser than I thought it would be. She
was very clean, she just wasn’t as soft as I expected. And she was
strong. I have often heard people describe some animals as being all
muscle and up until now I only had an imagined knowledge of what that
meant. Now I know. And it’s not only in my imagination that at just
three months ... Lola could probably do some damage if she wanted to.
“I am holding a tiger.”
From
the moment lovely Lola was placed in my lap the squirming and
excitement never stopped. Handler #1 kept getting her attention with the
bottle while Handler #2 tried to get both me and Lola to look at the
camera at the same time for our photo. That in itself was comical. I
wasn’t so concerned about this photo as I had my wonderful hubby, Rod,
in the background rapid firing the whole experience with his camera. I
was more interested in Handler #1 as he really tried to get Lola to
cooperate. I had a firm grip on Lola, but by now she somehow spun around
and was literally facing me ... not so good with those teeth biting
down on anything and everything within her reach. At one point she had
two paws with claws wrapped around my right arm and her mouth was going
everywhere ... oh, and don’t forget that guttural growling to enhance
the ambiance!
“I am holding a tiger.”
So,
did Lola bite me? Well, of course she did. Not bad though (she didn’t
even break the skin) but I do have a mark to prove it. She also
scratched me with her claws. It was awesome! I was mauled by a tiger!
And
then it was over. It was time to say goodbye to lovely Lola. Would I do
it again? Absolutely. Although I don’t think the opportunity will
present itself often. Here in the states we just don’t have wild animals
in a booth waiting to be held (and I’m sure for good reason). But, I
did experience holding a tiger ... lovely Lola ... and that has to be on
the list of coolest things I have ever done.
Lunch and a Two-Hour Nap
We
picked up all our packages from the excursion and went to board the
ship. Bringing wine back onto the ship was easy. We simply had to go to
the Security table and trade our five bottles of wine for two slips of
paper. Seemed like a good deal. We immediately headed up to the Lido for
our fill of food ... at this point we were pretty hungry. We then
decided to go back to the cabin and relax a bit. Rod put a movie on and
then looked shocked as I changed into an oversized T-shirt, pulled the
blankets down and got under the covers on the bed. “What are you doing?”
“I’m taking a nap.”
I
guess all that excitement ... tours, scandals, wine tasting, bargaining
and Lola ... really wore me out. It was a great day for sure and even
though it was only 2 p.m. I was spent. So, with thoughts of margaritas
and tigers I powered down to sleep.
I will always relish that blissful two hours in our cabin.
Showing posts with label Ensenada. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ensenada. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Hola, Ensenada!
The ship docked in Ensenada sometime before 9 a.m., though I am not really sure about that, I didn’t hear nor feel anything ... and if it wasn’t for room service, we probably would have slept through our excursion!
We got off the ship and easily found our excursion group. The shore excursion met right on the pier at the base of the ship. It doesn’t get much more convenient than that. We checked in and waited for everyone on the tour to arrive.
And before we knew it we were boarding our lovely air-conditioned bus and settling in for the ride ... which lasted about 5 minutes.
A short block across the street and we arrived at our first destination -- the Riviera Del Pacifico.
Riviera Del Pacifico - Scandal, Intrigue and a Great Drink
The Riviera Del Pacifico was built in the late 1920s and is another one of those great Art Deco era buildings we had the opportunity to visit during this cruise. Are you beginning to notice a theme here?
The hotel and casino was opened during Prohibition times and had names like Al Capone and Jack Dempsey associated with it. Unlike the Casino in Catalina, this one did have gambling back then and offered a playground for the wealthy and Hollywood set. Starlets such as Lana Turner, Rita Hayworth and Lucille Ball visited often.
It was really beautiful and the outside was decorated with hand-painted tiles.
We toured a number of rooms inside, including the Grand Ballroom.
The hand-painted murals were interesting as well including this one of the California Missions inside the entryway.
In the center was a courtyard filled with vendors selling plenty of souvenirs.
Margarita Story
There are many claims to how the famous Margarita drink came to be and the Riviera Del Pacifico holds one of them. According to the history of the hotel, the Margarita is said to be named after a young woman, Marjorie (Margarita) K. Plant.
In 1948, Jerome Utley (one of the original shareholders, an American and a very old man) fell in love with a young woman, Marjorie K. Plant (another American) and transferred all of his interests in the hotel to her. She soon married a lawyer from Mexico, Alfonso Rocha, under the guise that she needed Mexican citizenship to run the hotel. Later, it would be found out the marriage was real which angered old man Jerome into pursuing criminal charges against the couple. Enter scandal, intrigue and mayhem. Sometime in there, the Margarita drink supposedly was concocted and named after Marjorie.
I don’t know if this Margarita claim is really true - nor, for me, do I think it really matters all that much. But, what I do know is that at 10 a.m. the kind folks at the Riviera Del Pacifico served complimentary Margaritas to everyone on the tour to commemorate the story.
Let the party begin!
Bodegas de Santo Tomas
Back on the bus and off to the oldest winery in Mexico, Bodegas de Santo Tomas. Although it’s a non-working winery now, it seemed to be pretty active. I think they have moved their wine-making facility elsewhere in Ensenada.
We went into a large warehouse sized room ... more like a museum of really cool old wine-making stuff!
I loved the barrels. And there is nothing that says wine more than a bunch of oak barrels lining the place. Hey, where is he going with that barrel?
You know, just one of those in the garage would be kind of cool, don’t you think?
Next, we paraded into the wine tasting room. The decor was cool with the black & white tiled floors and all of the wines organized so neatly.
Wine tasting time! We were able to taste six different types of wine ... which will maybe explain what comes next.
In the end, we left with five bottles of reasonably priced wine ... a white, a rose, a cabernet and two dessert wines!
Debarking and Customs
Having never bought alcohol in a foreign port before, we were a bit naive about customs and what could be brought back. While we did know we may have to pay Duty on a few of these bottles, we were assured it wouldn’t be that much. As we disembarked in Long Beach the Custom’s Agent made the comment, “You have three bottles of wine there.” It was really more of a statement.
I spilled the beans with, “No, we have five.” He looked at me a moment and then said, “That’s fine” and sent us on our way into the United States.
See, the truth will set you free.
Shopping and Bargaining
Our Tour Guide, Sara, was awesome. She was very engaging as she told us about the sights in and around Ensenada as we made our way to Downtown Ensenada.
The main shopping street was lined with plenty of shops and restaurants and seemed pretty safe, though I will admit ... deviate from this one street and it gets pretty sketchy really quick.
While there are Pharmacy’s all over Ensenada, we were warned not to bring any medications back on board the ship. I know a lot of people buy over-the-counter antibiotics, heart medicine and well ... other types of medicinal perks.
I would have to say Ensenada is one of the more colorful cities I have visited.

There were plenty of transportation options, too, if you wanted a quick ride back to the ship.
There were vendors in store fronts and set out on the sidewalk. Be prepared to be asked to visit their shop and inspect their goods.
The area is depressed and the people rely on tourism to make it. I bargained with this woman at her cart for a mask for my son at home. I really don’t bargain well ... especially when the item seemed cheap enough to begin with. Hubby had to whisk me away pretty quickly before I started giving this woman even more money than she was asking for.
Before we knew it, it was time to head back to the ship. The tour was over.
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