Amanda and I are basking in our new climate. Its hot and sunny, the water is clear and blue. We did laundry on deck while we had access to unlimited fresh water at Puerto los Cabos and everything was dry in 2 hours. We knew it was going to be hot and we are quite happy about it. Even better though, we've had a few of those less expected joys that make traveling so fun.
While in San Jose del Cabo, instead of mac and cheese with broccoli or rice and beans, we opted for a more luxurious meal out. Gotta get it while you can. After dinner we were bumbling around downtown and ended up in a bar called La Internacional, overlooking the town square or el centro. We like a lot of music and not to be an ingrate but the mariachi gets a little old. It's hard to really enjoy such a vocal music when you are having trouble with the language. Anyways, there was a three piece jazz band playing. A guitar player and stand up bassist and a soprano saxophone. I have a bit of jazz on my player but anyone who knows me is not going to describe me as an enthusiast. It was awesome, lively, mysterious, playful music. It definitely had a gypsy element which Amanda introduced me to this past year. The sax player was amazing. It wasn't the crooning, whiny sax that I think about with a lot of jazz. It was quick and fiery. Perfect ending to the evening. So now we dig jazz, whats next? Those weird shoes with springs in them that help your back or whatever?
We've also started to run into more cruisers. Our way down the Baja coast has been a little lonely compared to the two weeks we spent in Catalina. We've met some folks who know the Hembrows, the cool Australian couple we spent a bit pf time with in Big Gieger Cove. It feels good to be back in the company of our tribe. I love being out of touch, away, in the boonies. But, there is a certain feeling of community you get when fellow yatistas are nearby. At this moment 200 boats are speeding, well, as fast as the wind will blow them, towards Cabo in the Baja Haha rally. It's a rally with the objective to get folks safely down the “rugged” Baja coast as fast as possible. They do what we did in 20 days in 10 days. No week long surf stops, no dive trips, sail sail sail. It will be interesting to see the influx of cruisers. I have a feeling it will make the whole thing more pleasant. We haven't met any nasty, mean folks out sailing their winter away in the tropics.
One more change. Since I have no need for a drivers license, credit cards and all the other junk that goes in a wallet, I have gone with the money clip. Who knew? I got a sweet sliver one with a sea horse on it. Didn't see it coming. No more butt aches from sitting on my fat stacks of pesos though.
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