Cabo love

We landed in Cabo on a cloudy but sunny day. As we walked down the long airport hallway (skipping the moving walkways - am I the only one slightly freaked out by them?), I looked out the window and noticed that the tips of the blue mountains were disappearing into the clouds. It's not the type of airport view I was used to.

As we drove from the airport to the resort, I was too bleary eyed to take photographs. We were barely 8 hours away from the children, and I wasn't feeling the amazing effects of a full night's sleep just yet. But, when we walked into our Cabo house and saw the view from the balcony? Well, suddenly four years of fragmented sleep fell away and I wanted to stay awake forever and look at this:

Even better than the cloudless sunny days, were the spectacular sunsets. Sunsets that lit the entire sky and ocean on fire and left me gaping at the beauty.

We did leave the house periodically to get food or exercise. But for the most part we insulated ourselves in a little haven of sleep and swimming, pausing now and again to exclaim at the two turkey vultures who spent their days soaring past our balcony, buffeted by the wind between the mountains.  It was a life without alarm clocks and schedules, and it suited us perfectly. We'll be back there again some day, I hope. I'm going to have to come back to this post in the dead of winter to remember what the sun felt like.

Oh, Cabo, I miss you already.