Some may say that Cabo is just Southern Southern California, but if you venture outside of the big resorts you will find that Cabo has its own unique "sabor". What began as an attempt to save my clients money, has turned into one of my favorite pastimes. Instead of staying in the big resorts, I choose a small, locally owned hotel, and instead of taking taxis everywhere, when possible I like to take the bus. Is it scary taking a bus in Mexico? Well, crossing 4 lanes of a busy highway can be a bit harrowing, but the bus itself is not scary. Indeed it is those moments waiting for the bus where the kindness of strangers becomes apparent. Some pesos fell from my purse at the bus stop and smiling Mexican ladies picked them up and handed them back to me. I hadn't noticed they had blown out in the wind. Taking the bus is simple enough, you tell the driver where you are going and pay the appropriate amount. Getting off the bus can be another story! My bus driver missed my stop so I had to yell for a stop, in Spanish. Of course he stopped and then it was crossing another 4 lanes of traffic and walking along the highway for a bit. The long driveway into my clients' resort gave me time to gather my composure and enjoy the exquisite scenery.
That evening, after spending 4 hours doing Mehndi for the lovely bride, I walked back out the very long driveway. I heard animals in the brush, and saw several preying mantises lurking by the lights, as the lights attract insects. Apparently, at least in my mind, the mantises had learned that the lights attract potential prey, and waited for them there! I have seen more advanced animals such as geckos do this but this was the first time I saw an insect utilizing modern technology to hunt. It was amazing to think that even a simple bug has an awareness and ability to learn, as certainly this kind of environment did not exist there even 100 years ago. Mind blown on my way to the bus. Maybe I'm anthropomorphizing a bit, but hey, this is my blog.
As it happened, I didn't get to take the bus home because instead, a hotel worker (shuttle driver) saw me waiting in the dark bus stop and asked if I needed a ride. He was already going that direction. We had a nice chat and he dropped me off near my hotel, opened the door and even put a step stool on the ground for me to step out of the shuttle van. First class service! And he wouldn't accept payment.This is something that would simply never happen at home in The USA. And of course if a random person asked you if you wanted a ride, you would look at them suspiciously. It is so refreshing to be able to trust people and it is also a gift to allow another person to gift you with kindness. It is inspiring and I hope to be able to pay it forward in the very near future.
So without further ado, here is the henna I did for the adorable and ever cheerful Tina. And a pic of the sunset, and crescent moon. Enjoy!