This is the first collaboration between hubby and I on an article. It was fun!
I am on a quest for the Mexican Minute. This is a Cabo San Lucas year for us. We went waaaaay
I am on a quest for the Mexican Minute. This is a Cabo San Lucas year for us. We went waaaaay
out on a financial limb several years ago and purchased a fractional share in a Mexican resort. This hummer has three bedrooms, private swimming pool, maid service, a magnificent view, and Raoul. Raoul was our personal concierge, but I digress. A fractional is different from a time share because you own part of the house. In Mexican resort speak we call this a villa. We return to villa number 109 over and over. A time share has the ability to use points anywhere...clear as mud, right? That is hubbies job and he can have it.
Back to the Mexican Minute. We first went to Cabo San Lucas on the time share points. When you get off the plane in Mexico you wait in line for your passport to be stamped and then on to get your luggage. You walk through sliding glass doors into what amounts to a time share gauntlet, you are assailed from all sides to
come and take a look. We finally get through and locate our driver who tells us he will be back in a minute.
He turns back immediately and says, "A Mexican Minute." "What does that mean?" I ask. With the most enticing persona and huge smile he replied "Maybe five, maybe 20 minutes." Our introduction to Mexico.
The hotel was right on the marina and in the middle of town. Translation: loud and busy. Still, it was very beautiful; the hotel was filled colonial charm, college students, old drunks and us. The first day a floss clad co-ed puked in the potted plant between our chairs. When the concierge asked us if we wanted to get some free tickets to attractions just by touring a house, we said OK. Better than watching scantily clad co-eds puke.
We boarded the bus to the presentation, which took us to a resort that looked out over two bodies of water, the Sea of Cortez and Pacific Ocean. The very smell of the place enticed me, lavender and vanilla. Time instantly slowed and the Mexican Minute bored its way into my heart. No noise, no drunks, no nearly naked not yet adult types to be found.
By purchasing the fractional they changed our hotel for us, put us in a heavenly executive suite looking out over sparkling waters and one of the seven pools. No pukers in sight. The remainder of our trip was pure, quiet bliss. We own two weeks every other year in our villa that would have cost $3,000,000.00 to purchase. I will work my fingers to the bone with American hours to earn two weeks worth of Mexican Minutes. It makes any thing work has to throw at me totally worth it.
The day in America has 1440 minutes at home in Cabo, at the very least, there is 7200. Great trade off if you ask me.
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| The view from our balcony |
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| From the front of the hotel. |
We boarded the bus to the presentation, which took us to a resort that looked out over two bodies of water, the Sea of Cortez and Pacific Ocean. The very smell of the place enticed me, lavender and vanilla. Time instantly slowed and the Mexican Minute bored its way into my heart. No noise, no drunks, no nearly naked not yet adult types to be found.
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| The famous Cabo arch. |
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| View from the beach, notice the absence of bodies! |
By purchasing the fractional they changed our hotel for us, put us in a heavenly executive suite looking out over sparkling waters and one of the seven pools. No pukers in sight. The remainder of our trip was pure, quiet bliss. We own two weeks every other year in our villa that would have cost $3,000,000.00 to purchase. I will work my fingers to the bone with American hours to earn two weeks worth of Mexican Minutes. It makes any thing work has to throw at me totally worth it.
The day in America has 1440 minutes at home in Cabo, at the very least, there is 7200. Great trade off if you ask me.
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