Face Down at the Cabo San Lucas Hotel

Face Down at the Cabo San Lucas Hotel

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A Lyrical Paradise

"There's a sleepy town, south of the border, if you go there once, you'll be there twice."

These enticing lyrics from Van Halen's "Cabo Wabo" on their "QU812" album piqued my curiosity. Visa commercials gave me the drive to seek the Cabo quest. With the tenth wedding anniversary at hand. it seemed a perfect excuse to search for the holy vacation grail (and blow a thousand bucks).

"Land''s end, you'd have to see it, ain't no picture ever say it right."

LAND'S END

Cabo San Lucas, tip of the Baja Peninsula, where West Coast trendies seek sand and seclusion. Home of Marlin Alley, where legendary Americans such as Bing Crosby and Duke Wayne first discovered unbelievable angling. (The marlins are said to outnumber the people.

Cabo is a mere seven hour journey, from locking the door in Las Vegas, to not unlocking the door at the elegant Hotel Cabo San Lucas.

No keys, no hassles, no worries, just lush landscaping, spectacular beaches and free welcoming Margaritas. After a 45 minute hop to Phoenix and a short layover where we should've overcome the temptation to buy jizzy, cheap bottled Margaritas, we arrived at the pleasant Cabo International Aeropuerto. (Airport code SJD.

Hotel Cabo San Lucas
We weren't aware of the Hotel Cabo San Lucas' complimentary transportation from the Aeropuerto, thus subjecting ourselves to the ninety's version of Montezuma's revenge: "Timeshare Salesmen." The encounter was brief and painless; the cervesa was muy frio making the 20-minute journey in the "cab" more enjoyable. (Ford Econoline vans equipped with a special Mexican air-conditioning package. The AC controls on the dash board just move the windows up and down.

We were greeted at the hotel with Margaritas by the congenial Oscar Flores, who then showed us to our luxurious and spectacular ocean view suite. (All the rooms at the HCSL have ocean views, assured Oscar.

Cabo San Lucas offers parasailing, horseback riding on the beach, sunset cruises, day long ATV rides into isolated Indian country that still practices witchcraft.

"We drink Mescal right from the bottle. Salt shaker, little lick of lime, Ohhh!"

Searching for CABO WABO
Continuing with our 10 year tradition of bad luck and lousy timing, it was time to checkout downtown Cabo. Not us though. Not willing to waste a precious minute waiting for the free transportation provided by the hotel we hopped a $15 "cab" to town. We hammered the Calles looking for peso shopping action. Even devalued black market gringo dinero isn't valuable during Siesta time. (Only stupid gringos go shopping during Siesta.

And plenty of nightlife. The best of times are found at Van Halen's "Cabo Wabo" cantina, where LA bands jam almost every week and Ed, Sammy and the rest of the Van Halens used to frequently sit in

El Sol is fizzling. We stumble into the "Cabo Wabo" cantina just in time for happy hour. Greeting us is our new bartender friend and Mexican host, Luis. Luis breaks the language barrier with a couple of mean Margaritas. Through bad Spanish, malo English, and many "two for one" Margaritas, communications opened up with our Tequila-slinging compadre. "Cabo Wabo holds over 200 caballeros indoors", says Luis. "As many as 800 pour into the streets of Cabo on party nights.

Tiring from trying to figure out how many zillion peso to tip on US$3 round of drinks, (and happy to still have possession of our cameras), we bid adios to our new amigos, rolling out onto the funhouse stairs passing for sidewalks in Cabo, the state-of-the-art sound system reverberating behind us for a couple of blocks; hopping a 15 buck Econoline back to the hotel; buzzing and anticipating a great evening.

"Come on, let me take you down, I will show you all around."

Comida Fino

This Could Be You At Hotel Cabo San LucasWe dine cliffside at the Hotel Cabo San Lucas, on succulent Pacific lobster and fresh snapper cooked to perfection by the Hotel's chefs and served in a dramatic open air setting overlooking the Chile