We reached Los Cabos via Houston from Newark, NJ. As we approached the airport, I was surprised to see mountains in the landscape. I was of course expecting to see the ocean and the desert, but mountains? I read later that the mountains are the part of a range that starts in Alaska and work their way down through north America, finally ending at El Arco in Cabo San Lucas Bay. Fascinating!!

As we stepped out of the airport on a very hot sunny afternoon, we were greeted by a cantina serving chilled Corona beers. We were in Mexico !! The holiday seven amigos had planned many months ago was happening. Hello Los Cabos!!

The last 24 hours back home have been surreal. We went to polls on Nov 8. It has been a contentious election year; in many ways we were all glad that it was over. Even 12 hours ago, it looked like Hillary would pull off a close win, but Donald Trump surprised all of us, and possibly himself. We reminded ourselves that we made a resolution not to talk about the elections, Donald Trump and everything else that had transpired back home. A resolution that we would break several times over the next 4 days here in Mexico.

Cabo San Lucas is a city at the southern tip of the Baja California Peninsula, in the Mexican state of Baja California Sur. Cabo San Lucas together with San José del Cabo is known as Los Cabos. What started out as a small fishing village, has now become a big tourist destination and a resort town.

We had arranged with Grayline to drive us over to the hotel. They had a nice 10 seater van to take us to the hotel. The short ride to our hotel resort, Hyatt Ziva was uneventful. After we completed our check in, we stopped by at the 1968 Bar for our “welcome to Los Cabos” drink. We were thirsty again and very hungry.

Here we were in Los Cabos, no plan, no idea what we would do over the next 4 days. The only plan we had was to chill out and have a good time. Perfect start to what would be a great vacation……