Cabo-itis

So we awoke this morning to a view of the mountains instead of palm trees, the bay, and today's visiting cruise ship.  Only the dome on the San Antonio church pierced the layer of mist that blanketed San Miguel.  Eventually we crawled from beneath the covers to discover that the bedroom was about the same temperature as outside: 37F!  It's a wonder all the air wasn't frozen, not just a layer of mist.

The temperature was a dead giveaway - we had returned from a week in Cabo very late last night after traveling most of the day.  We left the resort at 11:30 am by shuttle to the airport in nearby San Jose del Cabo for a flight to Mexico City, then taxi to the Estacion de Autobus Norte, then a 'luxury bus' ride (really comfy seats, but it was still a 4-hour trip) through Queretero and on to San Miguel.  We got out of the taxi in front of our house at 11:30 pm.

It was the end of a week in a quiet resort (no telephones/TVs/etc unless you visited the Lounge for a news/sports fix; even WiFi was limited to the coffee bar).  Designed to mimic a tropical Mexican village there were no big blocks of hotel rooms (like El Pinko next door).  Only villas arranged in mostly circular three-storey buildings with thatched roofs facing the beach or arranged around the pools.  On the edge of Cabo San Lucas, it was close enough to town to provide excellent walkable access to our favorite restaurants.  Taxis are ridiculously expensive in Cabo: $6 for a short ride within town.  We're spoiled, I guess, by the $2 taxi rides here in SMA.  They got no tips from us!

It was a week of sloth - rising late; lounging under a palapa on the beach, waving a little flag for food & drink service;  afternoon drinks at one of the swim-up pool bars; deciding upon which restaurant to favor with our presence for dinner each night.  A tough life, but someone has to do it, right?

The worst part was the inconvienience of trekking to the coffeehouse to get a WiFi signal.  Internet access is a new thing for the resort, but they should really think of expanding it throughout the buildings.  It was a pain to keep up on my moderator duties for a SMA forum.  I'm sure I could have done a better job if it was easier to access. And doing research for future travel required multiple trips back to the coffeehouse. 

Of course, there was no drifting off to sleep to a television, either, but we could get used to that.  Cabo (and Puerto Vallarte) were our only exposure to Mexico before we decided to retire to SMA and there's such a difference!  We love SMA, but we'll be back in Cabo at the end of February with my brother and again in mid-May by ourselves.  (And perhaps again in December if our villa hasn't sold.)

The other thing we missed was the company of our four dogs.  There was actually space on the king-size bed to stretch out - imagine that!  They returned home from their own little vacation at Wendy's B&B this morning and were napping on the bed with me this afternoon.  It works so much better with the larger bed than the one we had in California (but the bedroom there wouldn't have held a king-size bed without wall-to-wall mattress).

So we're back home, trying to keep warm in our sweatsuits and slippers, and dreaming about our time in Cabo.  When's our next trip?

At least it will feel more like Christmas here in SMA!