We arrived to La Bufadora, one of the largest blowholes in North America, it was a surreal experience to me, to be watching nature behaving so curiously. And yes, it was fun getting wet by the geyser-like splash. I recorded this short video.
(Pneumatocistos, I don't really know the word in english.)
The next day we decided to go back to Tijuana, at the very corner of the mexican territory, having the US border patrol watching us at every moment. It was a cold and cloudy day, I felt there was a heavy mood in the air, even weird... maybe because there were no people at all at the other side of the border, an inhospitable beach. There were a lot of people at the Tijuana side, though, it was a holiday. That last kid was playing with his gang to "the illegal inmigrant", they were daring each other to cross the border before they were caught by "la migra".
Back to the city. We watched a film about the Canadian Pacific Railway inside that building, it's a cultural center, museum and IMAX dome theater.
Before leaving Tijuana, we went to eat the original Caesar's Salad and the very same place that was invented. It was good, nothing that outstanding.
The donkey-zebra is one of the most iconic symbols of Tijuana and we couldn't miss it. Good bye, "Baja".