Eileen helping in the engine room.

A typical beach front home in Ensenada.

Eileen and Adrian having a drink of water  on the beach.

Me with the ghost ship in the background.

The locals took the opportunity to have a big party on the beach near the grounded ship.

The grounded container ship. The big girl washed up on the beach the night before our arrival aboard Flying Cloud. Apparently the currents pulled the ship onto a sand bar while they were waiting for the pilot to come onboard.

Here is one of the small tugs that they were using in the beginning. Later they employed some monster tugs that came all the way from Seattle. During the time we were there, they weren't able to move it.

Another pic of the carnival atmosphere. Lots of street vendors were on hand in case you became hungary.

Here she is.... one huge container ship.
 
 

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