Okay; we've finally recovered from our recent vacation in Cabo San Lucas. Ya know, vacations can be rough. Not that our time in Cabo was actually 'rough,' but it took an effort.
Probably the worst part was the travel to and from Cabo. Living in the central highlands of Mexico has a price. Where we used to have a choice of two close airports and two more distant airports in Los Angeles, our closest airport now is over an hour away - and the best prices are usually from Mexico City, which is 3-1/2 hours away. And, in this case, we needed to travel from Mexico City in order to catch a nonstop flight to Cabo. The nearer airport routed you through Tijuana and then to Cabo, costing twice as much.
So our first challenge was getting a cab to take us to the bus station at 5:30 in the morning. Luckily we had purchased our bus tickets the day earlier, so we just needed to wait for the bus to arrive and accept passengers. Now, bus travel in Mexico has moved far beyond that visual of folks sitting on a used school bus with chickens flopping around. We took the luxury bus with only 3 seats in each row, dim lights, movies, restrooms, coffee, and thick seats that reclined with a leg rest that turned them into Barcaloungers.
Add that there were only three of us on the bus and it was like a private excursion. Did I mention the tasty, tho' dry ham and cheese sandwich? I did eventually find the jalapeno relish, but only after I'd finished the sandwich!
Then it was off the bus at the northern bus terminal in Mexico City, a mad taxi ride across town to the aeropuerto, and a thankfully short line at the ticket counter to check our bags. Then more waiting for our gate to be announced, then waiting at the gate for the plane to be readied. The plane did leave a few minutes early and the flight was fine. Have I told you that on Mexican airlines the drinks are free? And that includes soft drinks, beers, and hard drinks. It makes for a jolly trip!
Eventually we were deposited at the aeropuerto in Los Cabos, fought our way past the timeshare salesmen, found our shuttle folks, and departed for Cabo San Lucas.
Our time at the resort was wonderful, of course. We actually own there (Legacy units beginning in 2018), but in the meanwhile my brother and his wife own six weeks in the third-floor penthouse right on the beach -- and they're kind enough to invite down each year.
This year we decided to help out with meals, so arrived armed with recipes and shopping lists that had been vetted for my sister-in-law's eating issues. After the first night, we moved to our own 1-bedroom unit while my sister and her husband took our place in the 2-bedroom, 6,000 square foot penthouse. We'd start the day off on the beach, then graduate to one of the pools, and eventually whip up dinner and take it upstairs to the penthouse. We did manage three dinners and several lunches, eating out (or on the beach) for the other meals. It was great having the Boyer kids together again!
One day we drove (read: Charles drove) up to Todos Santos - or 'Tostados,' as we called it. There is an excellent restaurant there where we enjoyed a fine luncheon. Then we wandered around town (the art gallery seems to have moved) and eventually drove back down to Cabo. The road was undergoing major work as they converted it into a 4-lane highway adding bridges to span the frequent arroyos. Once finished, it will be a fine road for the trip. Until then, it's a bit challenging. Luckily, Chuck was driving and we were sightseeing!
Like all good things, our time there did come to an end and we started our 12-hour odyssey back home. Luckily the dogs were not being returned from the Daisy Hill Puppy Farm until the next day. Don't think having them delivered when we eventually reached home would have been a good thing!
It had rained a bit in San Miguel while we were gone, basking on the beach in Cabo. The rain had left town, but Mexico City was rainy, causing our return trip to be about half-an-hour longer than usual. But it was good to be home again.
And now it's been rainy again for a few days; rain is expected for the rest of the week, but it's brief and helps turn everything green - a good thing.
Monday was Constitution Day (the one from 1917) which was signed in a town about an hour from here. Never seen so many tourists: Mexico City isn't too far for folks to drive up for the long weekend. Tons of people, restaurants turning diners away, people and cars everywhere. Lots of entertainment in the Jardin. Shortly after returning home, I suffered a boo-boo on my knee, so I wasn't downtown for much of the festivities, but Michael reported them all to me. Sorry I missed them, but crowds aren't really my thing....
Now we have about six weeks in town before leaving on our next 'vacation from retirement' which involves travelling to Mexico City, flying to Orlando, Florida, cruising the Western Carribean, time at Walt Disney World both before and after the maiden voyage cruise of Disney's newest ship, and finally returning to SMA in April. We'll visit with my former boss in the Superior Court's training academy, who will be at WDW at an overlapping time. It will be good to see her and her husband again.
Until then - unless something interesting occurs - nos vamos!
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