The desert is calling:
My patient brothers the puma and falcon show me the way, In the silence, the whistling wind fortifies me.
I take wings and fly.
I am the breeze over whales and shimmering schools of fish,
I'm grilled food with fine wine,
the candle glowing on a loving gesture.
I'm exercise, adventure, a boat, riches,
the best music;
I never weary of all this
I'm flower scents in the garden,
a golf course's expanse of green lawn:
laughter, a kiss, an embrace.
I'm the firelight on a night of mysteries,
an embroidered aging, an exquisite view.
I'm scorched sand:
I'm cool wet at edge of the sea.
I'm lust for life to its fullest: they call me Los Cabos.
Source: Cabo Mood/Texts Carlos Rosas/Caja de Imagenes
Activities: Cabos Adventures
Photos credits courtes : Fish and Blue Whale: Ken Bondy