The wildest marina in the world
Living on a boat in the Cabo San Lucas marina is a bucket list item I didn’t know I had. It’s like parking an RV in time square for a week. Sure it’s loud but it’s where the action is. Our boat was the only one in the marina that didn’t come and go 4 times each day, with a new fishing group or bachelor/ette party.
We explored, ate tacos, and set to fixing the boat. We attempted to re-epoxy the handrail and it was mostly a success. We put forth our best effort at repairing the sail, but our 1930’s sewing machine wasn’t up to the task. The sail will have to remain in its wounded condition until a professional can tend to it in La Paz.
Our community has been amazing in supporting us and surprising us with blessings from afar. Thank you to everyone who sponsored a meal or a drink. We feel so so loved and also so so fat. But very happy either way.
A special shoutout to Hailey and Kyle for using hotel points to put us up at the Cabo Inn for 2 nights in the honeymoon palapa. We had the whole top floor to ourselves, a comfy bed and a warm shower…and surprisingly few walls – which made for an awesome experience.
The pinnacle of our time in Cabo was to fulfill the destiny of my hair. I started growing it before we had ever set foot on the boat, with the intent of not cutting it until we succeeded somehow in the sailboat journey. So Cabo being our southernmost stop, it was time. Taylor got out the scissors and set to work on the best haircut of my life.
The Tennessee Tophat, the Kentucky Waterfall, the Missouri Compromise, the Neck Cape, Business in Front Party in Back, THE MULLET!
Within an hour of the haircut I had 15 shoutouts/compliments, and a couple rounds of drinks paid for. It was a great investment.
