Ah, Cabo San Lucas, Mexico.

It was wonderful.

Sun, sand and pounding waves, I cornered the market in strawberry daiquiris, chicken quesadillas and tortilla soup.

Ate my year’s worth of the recommended daily allowance of fish.

Practiced my bad Spanish badly.

And slept in the world largest bed (All hail to the King!) where Christopher and I never once accidentally elbowed each other in the head. Continue reading →