Buenos días from Los Cabos in Baja California! After nearly two months of unyielding gray skies and a wretched “polar vortex”, Mexico is basically heaven. We landed yesterday afternoon in Los Cabos International, walking into herd of hospitable locals who were trying to lure us into some deal or another. As we drove to our resort forty minutes away, I found myself thinking of Morocco, especially the pre-Sahara region, where the terrain was similar to that of Los Cabos– tall cacti, dry lands. Maybe some of that arose from me still trying to recuperate from Morocco.
Our resort, Fiesta Americana, finally fell on a hill, overlooking the Sea of Cortez. What we didn’t realize was how large the resort would be. Our apartment, a part of our time share, has a large suite with another attached bedroom (for me). It almost seems like its meant for families of 10, not 3. But waking up in my own room to the breathtaking views of el mar this morning made everything worthwhile.
Exactly a year ago, I was in Aruba, a place that immediately stole my heart, and I think I was expecting Los Cabos to be similar. It definitely isn’t, but it has it’s own charm. The landscape is rougher, and definitely more culturally-unique. The seas aren’t nearly as blue, but the waves fall with an intensity that makes me excited to swim. The waters are rife with whales and sharks. In fact, this morning, my parents saw a shark or a whale (unsure) from the gym.
My number one goal this week is to spot a celebrity, as Los Cabos (and even our resort) is a huge celebrity destination. Rumor is George Clooney regularly vacations here, so there’s no doubt I’ll have my eyes open for him.
Other than voraciously stalking celebrities, we don’t have many plans for the week. Tomorrow, we’re hoping to stop by a local ranch and go horseback riding along the beach. I would love to try diving again, before hopefully getting certified this summer. And of course, as always, food is a top priority.
Hasta la vista!