The FANTASTIC hotel we are staying in in Los Cabos has three beautiful pools and a nice beach, however, swimming in the ocean along this stretch of beach is highly discouraged as the waves are quite fierce. Knowing that my husband sees any sign that says "WARNING" as a personal challenge and wanting to return home with him alive, we got information on a lovely local beach called Chileno. Just outside our hotel you can catch a local bus for $2 and it'll take you to said beach.
The recommendation turned out to be a great one. The beach was very nice and palapas are available to provide a little shade. We did a little snorkeling and saw a variety of sea life; trumpet fish, parrot fish, moorish idols and my personal favorites - a trunk fish.
(This is where the funny part comes in...) After our beach excursion we decided we wanted to go back and continue on the public bus to Cabo San Lucas and touch base with our dive shop. Not knowing for sure where we were suppose to wait for the bus, we politely asked the Mexican police. Our ability to communicate being slightly hindered, they tell us to get in the car. Scott and I climb into the back seat of the police car and the officers proceed to chase down a public bus, turn on their lights and through a broadcast to the bus driver get him to pull over and let a couple of gringo's on the bus.
Since the local economy is 100% tourist based, no one gave us any hand gestures as we entered the bus. I won't argue that we deserved it. Viva tourismo!
We connected with the dive shop which is located in the marina at Cabos San Lucas and got our dives for the week arranged. (Sorry boys, but we decided to certify for Nitrox. You can catch up later.) Dinner at the marina consisted of a large red snapper for Scott and some enchiladas suisse for me. Yum.
Just to finish off a great day - we chose to ride horseback into the sunset on the beach. Scott was right at home.
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