The sun is setting, and we continue south. On a narrow highway in an unfamiliar country. In the dark.
Gretchen and Slade stayed in the Presidential Suite at the newly-opened Villa del Palmar in Loreto, Baja California Sur.
Bit by bit, you learn that it feels good to live in a culture where people smile and say ‘hola’ when they pass you. Where people sing while they’re working.
“As I swam alongside the animal, our eyes met. There were no words we could share, but I wanted to let the whale know that we were there to help.”
Geoff, with sun baked skin and a mane of curly pepper-colored hair, does not look like someone you brainstorm pantry design ideas with.
With all the beautiful photos out there of spectacular whale watching trips, I wanted to make sure that those that had less than stellar experiences were not left out.
I desired plants which didn’t require too much water to pay homage to the fact that we were in a desert climate.
Cinnamon rolls created by Fabián and Silvia are clouds of flour heaven with a delicate, dreamy silver lining of cinnamon, butter and icing.
Seated at a bar surrounded with big bowls of guacamole, salsa, shredded lettuce and enticing green and red sauces, I knew I had arrived.
Steering clear of the transition zone, that place of limbo. I’ve got one foot on either side, and a big sea in between.
