Gentle breezes softly blow, Palm trees swaying to and frow. Sand that glistens in the sun, Little children having fun. Overhead a seagull soars, To the ocean’s mighty roars. A Senorita with a rose, From the one that she chose. Toreador with crimson cape, As El Toro’s hooves do scrape. A cold Dos Equis withContinue reading “Ensenada”
