a new palapa
more tourists arriving soon
perched vultures waiting
Waiting
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February 7, 2025 at 12:39 am
Brilliant poem and good matching picture. Anneli. 😊
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February 7, 2025 at 9:26 am
Thanks, Lynette.
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February 7, 2025 at 4:54 am
Some consider the tourists the vultures. That said, your haiku and photo reminded me of the year two Egyptian geese disassembled the roof of a local palapa, pulling out the palm fronds and carrying them off. We assumed they were nesting somewhere.
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February 7, 2025 at 9:25 am
Oh dear! I hadn’t thought of that, but yes that would be a possibility. At this particular beach, Pablo had a stack of date palm fronds that he used for building his palapas so the vultures might have helped themselves to them there, before the palapa was being built. I think it was a safe perch for these birds, and they would sometimes stretch out their wings to dry them (not that they were water birds) or maybe to cool off. I agree about some tourists. I’ve seen that aspect of some.
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February 7, 2025 at 7:05 am
I had to DDG ‘palapa’. Always learning from you.
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February 7, 2025 at 9:19 am
Dry camping in Baja California, a palapa on the beach is a handy shelter where we kept a lot of our things and did our cooking and happy hours.
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February 7, 2025 at 7:34 am
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I like this haiku and photo too 😊
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February 7, 2025 at 9:18 am
TY, Belinda.
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February 7, 2025 at 8:04 am
Fun haiku and thoughts of people as vulture food or vultures themselves!
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February 7, 2025 at 9:21 am
Yes to both! I was thinking more of the garbage people tend to leave behind or scraps of food left untended, but you’re so right – the people sometimes are the vultures too. I’ve seen evidence of that on our dry camping trips to Baja.
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February 7, 2025 at 12:05 pm
Your haiku and photo make us think – who are the real vultures??
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February 7, 2025 at 1:11 pm
I think I met some of those touristy vultures in my travels.
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February 8, 2025 at 7:21 am
I bet! They make me cringe when I see/hear tourists who can be so disrespectful. I try to make it up to the clerk/owner of a business by cocking an eyebrow, rolling my eyes, and smiling. 🙂
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February 8, 2025 at 7:43 am
We’ve seen/heard some real doozies and still quote them at home, all these years later.
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February 7, 2025 at 8:27 am
Tiefgründiges haiku and a very nice picture.
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February 7, 2025 at 9:17 am
Thank you, Ursula. I had to look up tiefgruendig and I’m pleased that you think it’s “profound.”
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February 7, 2025 at 12:42 pm
Hay Huts on the beach? Where is that?
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February 7, 2025 at 1:14 pm
This is on the inside coast of Baja California. The palapas are made of a frame of cactus “ribs” and the rest is made of overlapped date palm fronds, kind of like cedar shakes on a house. Quite durable except maybe in a hurricane.
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February 7, 2025 at 1:18 pm
Interesting. What are those used for? Do people live in them?
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February 7, 2025 at 4:23 pm
Some people sleep in them but if you have a camper or a trailer, as we did, we put our extra things in them, and set up our picnic table for eating outside. Like a big spare room, and a place to be outside but with a bit of privacy and shelter from excess sun, wind, or rain (not often for rain). It’s also a place where other campers come over for socializing, sometimes bringing a guitar or some other musical instrument.
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February 7, 2025 at 4:26 pm
Nice. 🙂
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February 7, 2025 at 11:25 pm
Tnx.
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February 8, 2025 at 1:23 am
I like your haiku. Especially the last line. It adds depth to the poem. Are the vultures the tourists or maybe even those people who are waiting to prey on those tourists?
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February 8, 2025 at 7:41 am
Sometimes I think it’s a bit of both.
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February 8, 2025 at 9:01 am
That’s quite an ominous image and intriguing lines!
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February 8, 2025 at 10:22 am
They are Baja’s scavengers.
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February 8, 2025 at 11:46 am
They do leave an impression!
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February 8, 2025 at 4:07 pm
I like your poem, Anneli! Those vultures are definitely in charge of the situation 🙂
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February 8, 2025 at 4:13 pm
They’re like a gang, all together like that!
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February 9, 2025 at 2:06 pm
Ha – a LOUD gang for sure!
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