Buenos DIAS!!!!

A photo essay, by me.

When we researched this place, we kept reading "unlimited liquor dispenser" and could not imagine what they were talking about. I thought it'd be some little guy in the corner of our room at all times to poor freely and to our leisure. Alas, it was this:

For two days, this yacht was blocking my view of Lands End. And for two days, we had a blast guessing who was on that yacht. I obsessed about it really. Word on the streets was Adam Sandler was filming a movie here. So, our guesses for the residence of this boat were: Sandler, the king of France, or Tom Selleck. We knew it wasn't Britney, because she's too busy becoming the richest bum in America, and we've got her on Britney watch. Even better, we knew it wasn't her Nickolodeon sister Jamie Lynn...she's too busy with making a baby....isn't that statutory rape, by the way? I guess not in Hollywood. I'm guessing Spears Mommy book sales on Christian Motherhood are about to plummet considering she was letting her 16 year-old live with her 19 year-old boyfriend. Oh, that is just too golden.

What is Land's End Les? Well, here it is...

And here it is again. Ricardo is a bit ticked at me in this picture because somehow, I'd gotten sand in his beer. Meanwhile, I'm petrified, not that Ricardo is going to beat me for the sand in the beer thing, but that this guy braggin that "look at me, I can stand on my horse" is rubbing it in that indeed, horses hate me. I wonder how I say, "horses hate me" in spanish. They really do hate me.

When we drove in, we discovered that Cabo had changed a bit. We saw a Costco, Home Depot and Walmart. So, when we got to the resort and found this, I couldn't help giggle that indeed, it's perfect, and I know exactly where they got it! I love this Santa. I should have gone to their Walmart and gotten one of these for Omaha.

When I travel to the beach, I like to do two things: 1. Greet dad. More on that later. And 2. Something ridiculously crazy that I'd never do in a million years and usually risks my life. It's just what I do folks. When we were in Belize, we went swimming with sharks and snorkeling in sting ray alley. That was a few weeks before Steve Irwin was killed by what Ricardo likes to refer to as "Puppies in the ocean", if by puppies, you mean death, okay hunny. This year, we went zip-lining. What is zip-lining you say? Well, you get this little handle bar, and a couple of locals to take you out to a canyon, hand you a handle bar and a helmet and tell you how much fun you're going to have. I was mentally prepared for it, except my friend, who shall remain anonymous...HEATHER, never mentioned there'd be RAPELLING. Hanging and riding on a cable over a canyon is much different than jumping over a cliff with a rope and some guy named Pedro with more of a California Surfer accent laughing as he tells you to trust him...that's different. And I was not okay with this. So, this is me, arguing with Diego, that I'll do it, but I refuse to have fun, is all I'm sayin.

After ziplining and rapelling, nothing completes an adventure tour like a tour of their tequila. Right? Pure agave, blah blah blah....where's the taste test table? It was good tequila. I think the Mexican folk had fun with Ricardo. They put him in this holster....

If you ever have a chance to see seals up close...run the other way. I don't do well on a boat. Let's just say, back in my dad's offshore fishing days, I provided a lot of chum. Eww. So, we're on a boat, in the Sea of Cortez, and the tour guide takes us out to the pacific side. Now I'm in the PACIFIC OCEAN, we're rocking back and forth, and all in the name of seeing these smelly creatures bask in the sun. They STINK! And I'm rocking....back....forth....up......down. I must have turned blue at some point, because he got back to the Sea of Cortez pretty quick. Ricardo got this picture of the lone seal. It's on the last rock, the VERY end of Land's End. If you look real closely, there's a dolphin poking his cute little bottle-nose out of the water. He jumped for us a few times.

This is the beautiful arch on Land's End, due to tricky angles, you can't see the arch from the beach. You have to get a boat and go see it. It's worth it. I now have proof that we're all going to die of global warming, because the Arch used to be a beach. Not so much anymore. When you look through the arch, you see the Pacific Ocean. It's pretty cool.

When my dad died, we took his ashes out to Belize. He loved the ocean, nature, sunsets, and a good Johnny Walker Red & Water. So, since all waters are connected, and since my Dad took me out to Cabo 15 years ago, I found it compelling to greet him with a drink of Johnny Walker Red & Water. We said hello to him when we got there, and goodbye before we left. I never thought I'd feel so close to him, even after his death. It's a great bond. That, and I'm sure he had a good laugh when I bellied up to the bar at 7a.m. for a double of scotch. He must be so proud! So, I call this one, "Visiting Dad for the Holidays"

The rest of my pictures are not to be published. They're THAT good!
That's how I roll.