Rancho Pescadero Part 2

When the hostess showed us our room (after first suggesting that we stop at the bar for a margarita on the house - the hostess is my new best friend), I cried. That's right. It was so damn beautiful I cried. The room. The view. The decor.

You have to go to Rancho Pescadero at least once. If you go once, I know that you will want to go again. Ask for a second story room. The second story rooms have a great big outdoor room as well as an outdoor rooftop room, both with outdoor daybeds for siestas.

You can take your coffee that has been delivered to your doorstep in the morning by the little man who spreads joy throughout the land and go up to the roof to the daybed. There you can sip your coffee while watching the waves on one side of you and watching the little town of Pescadero wake up and come to life on the other side.

After I was done being in awe of the room and the view, I noticed that there was no t.v., no alarm clock and no phone. OH MY GOD WHAT WERE WE GOING TO DO? It worked out just fine - I read a lot of books and became totally relaxed. (People did seem to have luck getting a wifi connection, but we didn't even bring our computers.)

It was so lovely there that I contemplated sending for the kids and just living down there. There appeared to be no school, but they could sell fish tacos on the side of the road. Or better yet, we could sell the children on the side of the road and construct a beachfront property.

Now that this place has been written up in the LA Times, Sunset Magazine, and Decision on Margaritas (a trifecta of fine literature, to be sure), I predict it will be booked for the foreseeable future.

P.S. Sunset is a terrible name for a regional magazine. Oh, I get it, the sun sets in the West. But the title sounds like it could be a pamphlet for a retirement community. Although a large majority of those are called Sunrise, fooling nobody. Anyway, Sunset, terrible name - but great place to read about trips and hotels. Rancho Pescadero, for all its luxury, was even listed in the budget section!

P.P.S. Picture, again, from ranchopescadero.com. Our camera was in the lost and found at the airport.

Rancho Pescadero Part 1

Part 1: The Man Who Spreads Joy Throughout the Land.

Our hotel was in Pescadero, Baja California Sur (Racho Pescadero, about 2 hours north of Los Cabos). Each room had three walls. You could create a fourth wall with the sliding panels and curtains, but none of the guests did.

By leaving the panels and curtains open, there was an unobstructed view down the gardens to the beach. The effect was like you were sleeping right on the beach, except in a super comfy bed. You could see and hear the giant waves right from bed. This had to have been a location for the filming of Endless Summer - I'll have to check.

But the best sound of all was the little cart going down the pathway in front of the rooms in the morning. It was the soft sweet jangle of a catering cart. The cart had baskets filled with a coffee carafe, milk and sugar. One basket was delivered to the steps of each room. This is brilliant!

I have been saying that Starbucks should deliver for years! But it was not until our trip to Pescadaro, in the middle of Baja California Sur, home to only a few serious surfers, some retired California people turning into retired hippies, and the people who sell fish tacos by the side of the road that I found this civilized practiced of coffee delivered to your doorstep every morning by a lovely man, a lovely man spreading joy throughout the land.

The picture is from ranchopescadero.com (We left our camera at the USAirways gate! Apparently it is with airport security.)