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On my way to the room I find two items: a small note asking me to choose what I’d like from the “Take-Off Menu”, the ultimate flight menu preference, and my small night companion, a Mexican folk doll thanking me for my stay at Las Ventanas and wishing me good night.
The area that takes you along the coastline and beaches from San Jose del Cabo to Cabo San Lucas is known as the Corridor. It is considered the most prestigious, exclusive and beautiful real estate in all of Mexico. The unadorned symmetry of the desert, mountains, beaches and sea is complemented by unparalleled championship golf courses and some of the finest resort communities in the world.
He is one of the world’s few masters of this unique cooking technique based on the finest meats and freshest seafood, the flavors imbued by the woods, fine olive oils and fresh herbs from Las Ventanas’ own herb garden. Check the recipes!
Through pictures and helpful addresses, I have chosen to take you around Cabo San Lucas’ smaller but charming sister city. Some of the most interesting shops are clustered within patios, secret gardens and delicious restaurants.
Curandera, Spanish for female healer. The technique incorporates qualities such as cura, a priest, also means to cure. Curanderas use humor along with prayer, ritual, ceremony and the sacred in healing. I am on my way for the ‘Limpia”
There is no better place to experience the beauty of cacti than in the picturesque tropical setting of Cactimundo Los Cabos Botanical Gardens. Situated in the heart of the Corridor of San Jose del Cabo, this magical oasis for cacti aficionados shimmers with a tropical aura of ecological majesty.
The sky of a dark blue, the gentle breeze, the distilled fragrance of the flamboyants trees , the waves of the ocean, the smell of the sand, the noise of a desert squirrel make me feel alive. I breath deeply released at last.
The desert is calling: the Saguaro Cactus are warriors that urge me on, and Chollas are the armor protecting me. My patient brothers the puma and falcon show me the way. In the silence, the whistling wind fortifies me. I take wings and fly.
New York City, 90 degrees Fahrenheit, I am walking on the sidewalk of Lexington Avenue drained by the cruel, unbearable humidity of the day. I need to find paradise…”Do you think you could be of help through your powerful portfolio of connections?”
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