16.12.2014 - 16.12.2014
Having a baby has turned me into a morning person. I'm up everyday by 7 a.m.--even though Des doesn't get up until closer to 7:30 a.m. on most mornings. I should point out that I didn't specify "functioning" morning person. Just morning person. If you knew me as a teenager you'd be shocked at this change. Hell, if you knew me a year and a half ago you'd be shocked at this change.
I've been to Mexico twice now, Costa Rica, Nicaragua, Peru, Spain....in all my Latin American travels I don't recall often saying "buenas dias." By the time I would wake up, get ready, and head out into the world on my travels we had passed the "buenas dias" and moved into the "buenas tardes" time of day. Now that I'm a mom I'm a buenas dias kinda gal. Who'd have thought that would happen?
This morning I decided to take advantage of my early morning rising and head into town before Zac or Desmond woke up. I wanted some coffee and I wanted to explore some more. The sunrise was beautiful (to note, Cabo is one of the few places I've been where you can see both the sunrise and sunset over the water), and it was surprisingly quiet in my surroundings. I heard birds singing and roosters calling in lieu of loud music or calls for tequila. Men and women at the docks of the marina gave nods and greetings without trying to sell me anything. I saw these same vendors, just twelve hours before, aggressively soliciting business from passerbys and now I saw them setting up, talking with one another, being laid back, and paying no mind to my presence. Nobody wanted anything from me, and I just enjoyed my walk. Outside of the marina and well into the center of town was equally as enjoyable as shop owners swept sidewalks or began setting out chairs for breakfast. I stopped and had some coffee, chatted with a few locals, and enjoyed seeing only one other woman who clearly was as much of an outsider as I was.
This is what I like to see in my travels. I like having conversations with passerbys about my desperate need for coffee because I have a one year old waiting for me in my hotel. I like practicing my Spanish with people and not feeling rushed or pressured to spit out what I need to say. And there's something incredibly endearing about watching a woman mop the steps of her shop or a taxi driver wash his car because they take pride in their work. These quiet moments are hard to find in places like Cabo San Lucas, a place where tourism reigns and over saturation is common. Beaches aren't quiet, sidewalks are full, and shops are desperate for business. To have a moment where all of this seemed to disappear and to see the life that exists when people like me aren't around was a really great way to start my last full day here.
Yeah, last full day. Vacation always moves far too fast. I'll miss the weather. It's been perfect here. Plenty of sunshine, just a tad too hot, but not overwhelmingly so. Temperate evenings on the beach. Cool mornings requiring just a light sweater as the sun rises. We leave tomorrow in the early afternoon. By tomorrow night we'll be back to cold, dark skies. It's been great just getting Des up and not having to put him in layers or even shoes.
We had originally planned on taking a bigger, 3 week trip in March before I go back to work. After our time here we've decided to push that trip back to the fall. As wonderful as it has been to be on vacation, and as possible as it is to travel with a baby, there's simply so much time spent back in the hotel just waiting for naps or bedtime. In two and a half months Des might be down to one nap, but it's likely he'll still be on two, and quite frankly I don't want to pay $5000 in airfare for us to fly somewhere only to spend 3 weeks in our hotel room.
Des is a champion traveler. He's adaptable, in good spirits, and sleeps so well everywhere we go. However he's so well sleep trained that he doesn't nap outside of his crib or pack and play unless he's exhausted (and only then in the Tula), so taking him all over the place with us while we're out during the day just doesn't work with naps. Could we do it? Of course. Do we want to do it? No. Again, if we fly to Australia (my top pick for our next trip, though Europe and Southeast Asia are on the table as well) I don't want to be stuck in a room. We want to get out, and we want Des to get out too. Mexico and Hawaii have been perfect vacations for Des this year. Stay somewhere central, venture out between naps, hang out at your beachfront hotel and watch the waves as he sleeps. So our options are another place like Mexico or Hawaii, or wait a few months longer than we'd planned and be able to do more. It KILLS me to push back a trip, but it was my suggestion. Can you believe it? I can't either. As soon as the words came out of my mouth I thought "who the hell is this person saying these things?"
Enough of that though. Let's end on a positive note. I had the best fish tacos in Cabo today, hands down. After multiple trips, numerous tacos, and plenty of comparisons the clear winner of best tacos in Cabo is.....Gardenias. If you're in Cabo, go there. Runner up is the tacos al pastor at Taco Guss.