I just returned from a wonderful two-thousand-mile road trip to San Juanico, Baja California Sur, Mexico. It brought back so many memories, as I used to camp there over 18 years ago with my kids and many other families. I get asked all the time if I’m afraid to drive through Mexico. The answer is a big no! As soon as you cross over the border, the Mexico "mañana" mentality sets in. The geography, the food and the people enchant you as you feel your mind relax, your spirits soar and your heart get all warm and cozy. Rather, it scares me to return.
I went without family this time, and instead, traveled with a dear friend. We stayed at the Cowabunga Hotel and Bungalows, a perfect name to go with the perfect place. The owners, Cholie and Mike, are as authentic as authentic gets. Their cozy resort can’t be any more inviting or clean and their captivating stories alone are enough to make your trip worthwhile. Needless to say, I left a couple of surfboards behind, along with my heart, for a return trip.
I hit the pavement running after I got back to San Diego. The first day, I made it to my 8 a.m. network meeting with restored energy. However, after a few more days of attempting to re-acclimate to our fast-paced culture, my energy swiftly began to dwindle. I found myself secretly wishing that Trump’s “wall” would reverse its intention and prevent relaxed U.S. citizens from re-entering the rat race.
Normally, I’d apologize to my fellow surfers for spreading the word about a secret surf spot. However, in this case, the road to Cowabunga was paved long before I discovered it as many others had already been spreading the word about this surfer’s paradise. Plus, I am so grateful for my time spent at Cowabunga, I have no choice but to share one of the best experiences of my life. Thank you, Cowabunga and San Juanico, for turning my old memories into new unforgettable ones.
Find them on Facebook: Cowabunga Hotel and Bungalows.
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