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| Good Bye to our Zacatitos Friends |
Wednesday, May 17th - Art and I host an evening party at our small Casita to say goodby to many of our Zacatitos friends. The tequila shots flow freely, the conversation is lively and we enjoy our 360 degree view of ocean and desert for the last time this season.
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| Zacatitos Mountain Sunset |
Thursday, May 18th - Zacatitos to La Paz
None the worse for wear, even after last night’s party, Nancy accompanies me into San Jose to pick up a mosaic mirror and small side table that I spotted the previous day at Tienda 17. Art and I stow the new furniture in the Cactus Corner Casita and busy ourselves with the shutting down of our two properties.
We pull out of Zacatitos at 2:30 P.M. for the 3 hour drive to La Paz. Art drives the toll road towards Cabo San Lucas and then on towards Todo Santos. Our stomachs reminds us that we haven’t eaten all day and we stop in the sleepy town of Pescadero, a few miles south of Toto Santos and share a plate of chicken enchiladas. I drive from here and an hour and a half later we arrive in the outskirts of La Paz. La Paz is a big sprawling city and the traffic is confusing. I nearly side swipe a scooter and minutes later, I miss a 4 way stop sign. Art snaps directions at me and I make my way along one way streets towards the Malecon. Miraculously, minutes later we arrive at La Pearl Hotel safety, check in and our car is valet parked. Ocean View La Pearl Hotel is no spring chicken but the rooms are spacious and clean, the location is ideal and our car is secure. I packed a small cooler and thermos with last nights left over margaritas and Art and I head for the view deck overlooking the Malacon. Art sips his margarita and I pour a glass of wine but the plastic cup I have brought along is somehow tainted, making my wine undrinkable. it is 5:30 P.M. and the Malacon below is gearing up for the evening crowd. We watch a man below set out easels, stools, coloring sheets and paint in anticipation of parents paying the ticket price for their child to paint. A bicycle rally peddles by with a white mule pulled in a cart as a mascot and flanked both front and rear by a police escort. The sun dips low over the bay of La Paz that culminates in a glorious vermillion sunset.
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| La Paz Malecon View from Hotel La Pearl |
The evening is balmy and the light magical as Art and I stroll along the Malecon, people watching and taking our time to choose the perfect restaurant for tonights dinner. We eventually choose what looks to be a promising sushi restaurant but have the worst possible dining experience. The drinks are terrible, the sushi disappointing and the cool Thai salad we anticipated is smothered with hot thai noodles that wilt the lettuce. 100% awful. The sunset however, ranks a ten and in spite of the dinner, we remain in good spirits and stroll back to our hotel.
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| Terrace Sunset View - La Paz |
We are both exhausted and look forward to a good night’s sleep. About 1:00 A.M. an alarm sounds. I startle from good dreams and not wanting to ignore a possible fire alarm, jump out of bed and peek out into the hallway. Art peers out our third floor window and announces that the alarm is sounding from the bank next door. Relieved, I snuggle back in bed, the alarm is eventually turned off but just as I am drifting back to sleep it sounds again. The bank alarm goes off many times over the next several hours.
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