Where does time go? Seven months have whizzed by. It’s been a pretty low key travel year so far – Winter in Indian Wells in Southern California, spring in Charleston, South Carolina and now summer in Northern Nevada.
However, we’ve been so busy there’s often no time to breathe (except when in yoga).
If you recall we sold our Baja house three ago but retained a parcel that’s now been in escrow for two years. Closing time is slowly approaching – the lawyers needed paperwork signed/delivered and we needed an excuse to leave the country…
So – hello Baja! It’s so exciting to be back.
We rented a car and took the new “bypass” road that runs from the pay road near the Los Cabos International Airport into downtown Cabo and then 4 miles north to the Cabo San Lucas International Airport to pick up our friend Clint who flew in from Puerto Vallarta. I wasn’t familiar with it but Bill flew there on private planes many years ago. It’s small and has only one commercial carrier that only flies domestically. Not sure why International is in its title. Perhaps it suffers from Napoleon complex.
Did I mention it was so good to be back?
We drove the corridor back to SJD to pick up Barb – stopping for photos, coconut in lime juice, dominos, and alcohol.
Palmas sponsored the first all women’s fishing tournament and we arrived on its last day. It was surprising yet exciting to see tables full of women at dinner. Apparently, the seas had been rough and the fish scarce but good times were had by all. They were already planning for next year’s tournament. Normally, fishing season is all about middle-aged, gray-haired, potbellied men. (click on photos to enlarge)jump in and out of the water.
The sunrises, sunsets and moonrises were stunning.
Off to Clint and Barb’s old family house to see an even less cared for pool. Obviously no chlorine there! When the owners are away…. its the Baja way.
Mañana doesn’t mean tomorrow. It means just not today!Pepe if you make it to Cabo Pulmo. He’ll take great care of you!
Lastly, we stayed in old town San Jose del Cabo. The quaintness, walkability and dining options make it a super special place to be.