There are only a few places outside the United States where I’ve spent a significant amount of time. All of them mean a lot to me. Unfortunately, it’s been years since I’ve ever visited any of them.
One is Los Cabos at the tip of the California peninsula, where the Pacific Ocean and the Sea of Cortez meet. We first visited on a kind of hunch, loved it, and returned regularly for many years.
One pleasure of the trip was that it’s a long trek from New York. By the time you arrived, you really felt as though you had embarked on a great journey.
My favorite transit was a crazy New York to Miami to Mexico City to Guadalajara to Los Cabos jaunt on Mexicana Airlines. The interior of our airplane was festooned with those marvelous multicolored Mexican paper cut-out decorations, the food (even in coach) was extremely good (my breakfast omelette even came with a green chili accompaniment in a little plastic envelope), and complimentary sparkling wine flowed throughout the long airborne day.
The plane flew so low through the Sierra Madres, it seemed as though the pilots were taking us on a special route open only to elite professionals or aficionados, so low you imagined you could spot the lions you knew were down there.
Once we flew down from LA on Air Alaska, which I was anxious to do so that I could see the length and breadth of Baja California.
During our traveling days there, Los Cabos was hardly unknown, but it still pre-dated the current era of every-monthly travel magazine publicity. It was certainly less spoiled than it probably is now by hyper-traffic and glitz (Martha Stewart, Jennifer Aniston, Justin Theroux) and we made friends on land and in and on the water. Jane got to experience Cabo when she was very young and we even renewed our wedding vows on the beach at Twin Dolphin.
I mention all this because, amid the beheadings, the Ebola outbreak, enterovirus incursion and everything else, Los Cabos suffered greatly during Hurricane Odile. I’m sure it will recover, but reading about the destruction makes me feel far from home and helpless.