Oh Cabo, I miss you already.
Clint and I lucked out and got to spend Thanksgiving in Cabo San Lucas again this year. A friend of mine posted on facebook that she needed to rent out her timeshare at the Playa Grande Resort, so I swooped in and took it off her hands. I'm a good friend.
Our flight was early Friday morning, so we cabbed it to the airport while it was still dark and freezing out.
| purple luggage, pink laces |
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| we are not morning people |
After a long flight with a layover in San Diego, customs, and trying our hardest to avoid the tricky timeshare agents at the Cabo airport…we were in a shuttle heading to our hotel. We got to Playa Grande and were pleasantly surprised. We weren't quite sure what to expect, but the place was just perfect for us. It's located behind the marina on the Pacific Ocean side. The water is too rough to swim in on the Pacific side, so this made our beach nice and quiet. No vendors, no water taxis coming and going, just a nice relaxing place to watch the waves. Being so close to the marina made it easy for us to walk anywhere we needed to go, too.
We checked in (while being invited to a timeshare presentation at the same time), and made our way up to our room. We were in a studio which included a nice king size bed, tv, a little kitchenette with a full size fridge, huge bathroom, dining area, pull out couch, and a balcony with an amazing view.
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| so pretty |
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| view from the front door |
After getting settled in, we walked down the street to a little market to get some groceries for the week. Stuff for breakfast, chips and salsa, water, beer and tequila. When we got back, it was starting to get dark, but we walked around and did some exploring before calling it an early night.
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| front of the resort at night |
The next morning, we decided to check out the timeshare presentation with a free breakfast buffet. Why not? Neither of us had never done one before, anywhere, and thought it might be interesting to hear and get some free stuff out of it.
Our guide, Javier, showed us around our resort first, then took us over to the new property next door that they are still in the process of building. They own a huge stretch of land along the beach, and are building a pretty incredible resort.
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| view from one of the suites at our resort, our room is just off to the left in the red |
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| great view of the city from the top floor |
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| cool dome ceiling with a window at the top in our lobby |
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| one of the pools at the new resort |
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| construction |
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| Pacific Ocean |
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| Clint and our guide |
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| Javier liked to point |
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| breakfast time! |
After being shown around a bit, we stopped at the new restaurant being built for a breakfast buffet. It was delicious, and I'm pretty sure Clint regrets not going back for thirds...he loves himself a good buffet!
We talked some more about timeshares, and Clint actually started to get interested when he realized he may be able to purchase it through his company to use for a work retreat each year. He could write it off, and get to go to Cabo every year. Sounds good to me!
We finished eating, and Javier showed us some of the newer rooms they have finished. The place was amazing. Everything so sparkly and new!
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| infinity pool looking like the ocean |
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| master suite with sliding doors to open up to the ocean |
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| view from master suite |
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| hugest shower ever |
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| construction on another pool |
Finally, we made our way to the room they bring everyone to in order to talk business. They served us a constant stream of margaritas, and the pressure was on. Clint and I were having fun though (now into hour 4 of what was supposed to be 1.5). It was crazy to hear how this all works out, and they really started to make sense to me! Buying a timeshare might actually be practical if you plan to vacation every year, which we do. But in the end, it came down to principle. There was no way Clint (Mr. Research) was going to sign papers on a contract right then and there. He asked for even just a couple of days to think about it (we'd be there all week, not going anywhere), but the head honcho said no way and that the deal would be off the table as soon as we walked out. That made us mad (and pretty buzzed at this point), so we walked out. The head honcho's number 2 (Keith) chased after us to apologize for his boss, and said to still come back the next day and he'd see what he could do. We saw through the tactic though and asked how to get back to the shuttle. After winding ourselves down to the exit, we were greeted again by Keith (how'd he get there so quick?) so he could give us his cell phone number. They are relentless!
Tired and worn out, we sat down with a lady in order to get our free activity. While we signed up for horseback riding, she started in on trying to get us to visit her property by Medano Beach and do another timeshare presentation! That's Cabo for you, always trying to sell you on something.
Once we got back to our room, it was straight to the pool to try to salvage some sun. We sat at the swim up bar and ordered what became our signature drink of the week, Calima Specials (basically a frozen mudslide with coconut rum added). When the sun went down, we went back to the room to shower, then out to eat at the lobby bar for happy hour sushi.
We then took a taxi into town and found a bar that was showing the PacquiƔo fight to watch with the locals. The place was packed, so there was standing room only. After the fight, we walked down the street to Rips, an outdoor bar, where we made friends with some older couples who were wasted and telling us the secrets to marriage (love each other, and buy your wife presents...so insightful). Afterwards we went into Cabo Wabo for a bit to dance and have another drink, then it was back in a cab to head home.
The next morning was cloudy and gray, which made it easy to sleep in and be unproductive. I eventually made us breakfast (around 1pm), breakfast burriots with egg, ham, cheese, and salsa in a fresh homemade tortilla. Delicious.
While Clint got some work done and emails sent, I read my Kindle...so I guess we were productive after all.
That night, we didn't want to ruin our streak of not leaving the hotel room, so we ordered a pizza from room service.
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| noms |
To end the night we ate cartons of ice cream in bed while watching Breaking Bad. I love vacation.













































