Cabo- We're Not Leaving

Nothing helps me recall my French like Spanish.

When I think, it’s “err, je voudrais un camisa avec bleu y yo tengo todos huit dolores, please, por favor, sil vous plait...”

I’m thinking and hearing en espanol. Words are coming back to me. On the beach, pretty much anything is around $8. Eight bucks for sun dresses, wind chimes, a couple t-shirts… so when I negotiate, it’s “todos 100 pesos” “That’s all I have. (Take it or leave it.)” Sometimes they take it, sometimes not. It’s all fair in playa commerce.

I had a rule this vacation. I couldn’t buy anything for myself for the first two days. 48 hours. Was I up to the challenge? Place your bets! Yeah, I totally failed. I bought a couple sun dresses on the beach “for friends”… baaaad Alyssa. But they’re cute and I’ve used them daily (sorry “friends”).

And please pardon my previous grumpy post. Things (weather, food, exercise) have righted themselves since then.

We left D with Grandma and went on a sunset cruise last night. We left from the marina and I felt a little seasick. I thought I could handle some more waves and be okay. I knew better, but chose to sit at the front of the boat. We stuck around there until dinner was served, then we sat inside and watched the sun set. Muy bonita. The waves were bothering me and I was reconsidering the snorkeling cruise we had gotten tickets for the following day. After eating we hung out on the upper deck in the front, which also happened to be the dance floor. The terrible 70’s disco played and we watched the waves and the people. They made us dance and since I only do the Alyssa dance… actually, I rocked the Macarena; hard; just like I did 10 years ago when the song came out.

Happy 7th Anniversary to us

The boat photographer took our pictures and printed them out below deck on his 1999 Epson. We, of course, bought one. It will undoubtedly sit in a drawer just like our photos from Cancun.

I realize that my writing comes across as condescending and generally negative, but I had a good time on the sunset cruise. And, I learned to take Dramamine.

Today we snorkeled. Once I was in the water, it took me 20 minutes to remember that I prefer to partake in abbreviated snorkeling. I use only the fins and a face mask, no life jacket and no obnoxious snorkel tube. Too bad my suit adds so much drag. Skin divers have the right idea. I just like to swim. So, today I swam and it was fun. I could spend lots of time swimming. It feels good.

Buyer beware. In Cabo, there is one place that all the boats go to snorkel. So, there were 7 boats and 150 people looking at the same 15 fish. The only place to snorkel is St. John. Go to St. Thomas in the Virgin Islands, then take a ferry to St. John. Rent a Jeep and drive to a beach and voila, gorgeous multitudes of swimming sushi. Delicioso y bonita.

We got some good sun today and the boat was a catamaran. It was smooth sailing. Mediocre music… I only wish we started counting how many time we’ve heard “Hotel California”. They like Will Smith here too.

We’ve had some great food here in Mexico too, but at the momentitio I am guac’ed out! Holy frijoles, if I have any more lime or cilantro my face will pucker up permanently. Again, not complaining; I love every minute of it. And we had grub mojitos today… this morning… at like, 10am.

Dahlia at "Mi Casa" Restaurant

Tonight we hit the infamous Cabo Wabo club. We arrived before sunset, so it was a ghost town, but it was fun to see all the pics of Sammy Hagar and his musician friends. We had a drink and since we had the MIL and Dahlia in tow, we dined at an Italian place called Galleon. It had white tablecloths. As a mother’s rule of thumb, I try not to take my 2 ½ year old anywhere with white tablecloths. But we beat the dinner crowd and tried to eat quickly. The waiters enjoyed watching D dance to the piano man.

We have officially decided to stay a couple extra nights. We lost our vacation momentum while we were waiting for the hurricane to hit, so I think we need a couple more days of saltwater, mariachi and dreamy weather. Grandma will be leaving tomorrow. B re-booked our flights and we’re considering other our hotel options.

The real reasons I want to stay? My hair goes crazy blond when I wet it in salt water and dry it in the sun. I need a couple more days of that. Plus, our babysitter at home is out of commission, so I can’t work. And, the work we’re having done at home isn’t finished. We found a few more restaurants to try here and we’ll get some family time in. The only sad part is that I’ll miss my Monday night soccer game. Hopefully, my team will forgive me and not replace me in the process with a younger, more agile player.

At "The Office" on Medano Beach

I think that’s about it. I haven’t checked my email, but I’ll do that now if I can. Peace out.