Take Me Back: Cabo San Lucas
This past January, I ~finally~ went on a long-awaited trip to sunny Mexico. I thought the time to reminisce about my eight days in paradise had passed, but being trapped in winter's grip has given me an excuse to look back on Baja California Sur...
I spent the better part of two-and-a-half years working seven days a week, and even for someone who loves her job (any digital content gals out there?) it's a lot. Needless to say, leaving my laptop at home and disconnecting for a week was much-needed. And let's be honest — nothing makes me happier than waking up early and drinking coffee outside as the sun rises, wasting each morning baking by the pool, and spending every night chilling in the hot tub.
My boyfriend/partner-in-crime/margarita aficionado and I stayed right next to the marina in the Playa Grande Resort and Grand Spa, which was a beautiful and affordable resort with huge suites, private terraces, several restaurants, its own beach overlooking the Pacific Ocean, four pools and two hot tubs. My favorite part? The build-your-own taco bar situated between the infinity pool and the swim-up-bar pool.
On our first night there, we booked a sport fishing excursion for the very next morning. Fishing wasn't on the top of my list prior to arriving in Cabo, but I'm so happy we ended up doing it! Our guide, Jose, and our captain, Rafael, took incredible care of us — especially considering we had a few too many margaritas the night before, still hadn't purchased our sunscreen, and met them on the marina at the ungodly hour of 6:00 a.m.
Luckily, we ended five hours on the high seas with three wahoos, two jack crevalles, one venomous manta ray (which was tossed back into the ocean for obvious reasons) and zero sunburns. We split our bounty with the crew, and took our wahoo to Captain Tony's on the marina, where they cooked our catch for pennies on the dollar.
The next day, I fulfilled my destiny//lifelong dream of swimming with dolphins. We booked the majority of our excursions through Cabo Adventures; after months of research, they came out as the clear winner for both safety and experience. We even swam underwater with our dolphin Latuani, and I am not ashamed to admit that I sobbed tears of joy as we left (anyone who has watched Dolphin Tale with me understands my emotional yet unexplainable connection to dolphins).
The next day, we snorkeled, kayaked and paddle boarded in Santa Maria Bay. The visibility could have been better, but it was the perfect first snorkeling experience for me. Plus, we were able to ditch our life jackets and dive deep with a motorized "scooter" — I highly recommended using one if you get the chance. We were able to get so close to the various corals and schools of fish with them.
We spent the next day exploring Cabo San Lucas, meandering through the downtown and heading to the whole other side of the marina. We found our way to one of the only swimmable beaches in Cabo San Lucas: Medano Beach. (Pro tip: you actually can't swim in the Pacific Ocean in Cabo due to the dangerous undertow. However, the beaches against the Sea of Cortez are safe to swim in.) We laid on the beach, ate lunch at The Office, and joined the party at Mango Deck before taking a water taxi home.
Thursday was the real adrenaline-pumping day. We went back to our favorite spot aka Cabo Adventures, piled into a caravan and headed more than 90 minutes inland to (drumroll please) zip line through the Sierra de la Laguna mountains!
It was completely nerve-wracking, but I am so glad I faced my fears. We repelled down and hiked up mountains, free-fell off ledges, flew through valleys upside down, and soared down the longest zip line in Mexico. Afterwards, we piled into UTVs and raced through the desert before indulging in copious amounts of homemade quesadillas and Tecate. It was the absolute best way to close out my 24th year.
The next two days were packed with margaritas at Cabo Wabo, walks on the beach, octopus burritos, lazing around at the pools, and our first sunburns mere hours before we left for the airport. Needless to say, I get it. I'm drinking the Mexico kool-aid, I would 110 percent go back, and our eight days abroad just reignited my intense desire to travel — we just need to lock down the next place on our bucket list. Where do you love to travel?