February 16, 1999 |
Livio Santini is blessed: He owns 26 acres atop an ocean bluff ripe for houses and condominiums, just when this beach town's cachet has never been higher. And he is cursed: A dozen rustic bungalows, long occupied mostly by Southern Californians, block what would be a multimillion-dollar ocean view from his property. He wants them out. The residents, whose homes sit on seaside land owned by the Mexican government, have dug in.
April 13, 1994 |
Terry Kennedy was stunned, but he managed to push the button on his video camera and keep a steady hand. Joyce Clinton couldn't hold back the tears as she watched, but she, too, was able to shoot away.
June 6, 1999 |
Say hello to this rustic little beach town on the Pacific just north of Manzanillo. It's got a sandy shoreline full of bright umbrellas and a dozen seafood eateries under thatched palm roofs. There's a roaring ocean, a tranquil bay, a fleet of water taxis and a 2-year-old luxury resort that looms across the bay like Xanadu with sand traps. If you've never heard of it, you're excused.
March 13, 1997 |
A friendly boatman tells a little girl that if she blows bubbles in the sea, a whale might come. She does and it does, swimming close enough to the boat that the little girl can reach out and touch its great benign, barnacled snout. The girl strokes the creature as if it were a family pet, and one of the largest mammals on Earth--almost twice the length of the 20-foot boat--lolls on its side, bumping gently against the gunwale, the long crease of its jaw forming a smile line.
May 16, 1999 |
The oil slick left after a spill off Baja California began to dissipate Saturday and its remnants did not appear to pose any further danger to the shoreline, Coast Guard officials said Saturday. The slick, about the size of a football field, was moving south at about half a mile per hour, away from the spot where a pipeline broke as a tanker was pumping oil to an onshore facility. The spill occurred about 1 1/2 miles off the coast near Rosarito, a resort town about 30 miles south of the border.
April 30, 2000 |
Perhaps I should have flown into Catemaco on a broomstick rather than arriving by bus. This town in the southeastern part of Veracruz state is renowned for its annual gathering of brujos (witches) on the first Friday of March. They were gone when I arrived a week and a half later, but Catemaco capitalizes on witchery all year. Stalls sell T-shirts printed with Halloween-style witches, pointed hats and all.