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The idea at Cabo was to create a gringo playground at the southern tip of Baja California, far from the cities whose problems of pollution, poverty, congestion and sometimes crime discouraged less-adventurous travelers from considering traditional resorts like Acapulco and Puerto Vallarta.
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For my first two nights, I booked into the Westin. I've looked in wonder at pictures of this massive resort for years. The arc-shaped main building with the huge "window" cut out of the bottom that allows atlanta airport stay and fly hotels views to the beach looked like some kind of alien architecture. With its clay-red color, I dubbed it "the Mars Hotel."
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We stayed a Sunday and Monday night, and the resort was strangely empty. No problem getting tables for dinner or a chair at the beach. The one time I went swimming, I had the pool to myself. In search of life, we headed out on the road the first day. Lower Baja California has a rocky, brown-gray landscape with the occasional Saguaro cactus. The desert runs down to a brilliant blue sea, like Arizona with an ocean. The dark monochrome of the landscape would be upset every few miles by a string of green patches atlanta airport stay and fly hotels signaling another golf course.
We swung off the highway to Chileno Beach, one of the best sand strands that still keeps a somewhat natural look. It has just one rather sedate, low-slung development at the far north end of the crescent. A security guard looked after cars in the free lot, while new thatched palapas lined the beach, giving welcome shade from the blazing sun hitting the white sand. The sand gave the water a psychedelic atlanta airport stay and fly hotels green tinge. I was disappointed when we arrived to find a party boat at anchor off the beach, a disc jockey atlanta airport stay and fly hotels blasting atlanta airport stay and fly hotels "Thriller" by Michael Jackson while another member of the crew used a loudspeaker to bellow "come on everybody, party!"
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We finished the night at the One Only Palmilla, a secluded, sedate luxury spot. I couldn't afford to spend the night, but dinner was a splurge worth getting, to see the place close-up. We were walked from our car to the restaurant by a staffer more to protect guests from us, it seemed, than to protect us from whatever might be out there in the night.
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Going from the lulling world of the Zona Turistica straight into the maelstrom of partytown Cabo would likely strip my mental gears. As a halfway house, I booked a night at The Bungalows, a lovely, large B B in the hills above town.
On the way, we stopped at Gardenias, a legendary taco shop on a side street off the harbor. The battered fish and shrimp tacos are the specialties, with eight containers of sauces, guacamole atlanta airport stay and fly hotels and garnishes to make your own concoction. Marlins hung on the wall, along with pictures of fishermen and an ancient sun-faded cover of Sports Illustrated signed by San Diego Chargers Hall of Fame wide receiver Lance Alworth.
Down the hill, on the edge of downtown near the plaza, I discovered Cabo Coffee. The sign says "Death Before Decaf." It becomes my boost spot for the rest of the trip, a spot to get a strong, thick espresso in a town with more than its share of watered-down coffee.
atlanta airport stay and fly hotels In the end, The Bungalows was my favorite place to stay: comfortable but relatively inexpensive, close but not within the Cabo party zone, an oasis of Mexican hospitality in a town built on stacks of timeshares.