Once We Had a Friend

We had a friend once who was very active in our community. She and Sharon were involved in local politics and the business community. Our friend had a boyfriend with whom she shared a cabin up north and a delightful little condo in San Jose, Mexico. Since she knew that Sharon and I loved to travel, she invited us to stay in her small one-bedroom condo over a several year period, from 2004 through 2006. Then it suddenly all went away.

Our friend’s perfect plans of spending half a year in Mexico and half a year in her cabin up north dissolved with the first snowfall and departure of her significant other for reasons unexplained. Then she encountered family issues. It was drama and trauma she couldn’t or wouldn’t share with anyone outside of her immediate family, even Sharon. One day, she left our community and never returned. We haven’t heard from her since.

This all came to mind recently when one of my C & C compatriots mentioned that he and his family were going to Los Cabo this winter. It was fun to share with him with some of our adventures and our take on the two cities; San Jose and Los Cabos and the 17-mile drive along the peninsula between them. San Jose was a small local village back then while Los Cabos was a booming tourism destination. Old pictures brought back a lot of memories.

Our initial interest in the area was prompted by the thought that a second home on the ocean might be an attractive winter get-away. Back then, fractional ownership was all the rage. SECTUR, The Mexican Secretary of Tourism, was the government department in charge of the nation’s tourism promotion and development. One of their largest targets for development centered around San Jose, Los Cabos and the seventeen-mile corridor between the two cities.

The San Jose web site gives a wonderful backdrop to the city’s history: “An ancient culture of agile runners and tireless walkers called the Pericues had lived in the Los Cabos region long before tourism started. They were gatherers, fishermen and hunters who lived under palm trees, surrounded by birds in the San Jose del Cabo estuary.”

“San Jose del Cabo's downtown main plaza with its warm architecture, has become an Art District where you can find art from all over the world, but mainly Mexican traditional art and local creations, which makes it a great place for shopping and dining. Its picturesque world-class marina which faces the Sea of Cortez and stunning gold-sand beaches, home of some famous surf spots and wildlife like marine birds, gray whales, and turtle hatchlings that go to the sea for the first time ever.”

Los Cabos, its distant neighbor, has another tale to tell. Their web site also tells an interesting tale of growth and development.

“Cabo San Lucas is a city located at the southern tip of the Baja California Peninsula which has not only beautiful desert landscapes & beaches, it is also known worldwide for being one of the most popular vacation destinations, the Marlin Capital and home of The Arch, also called "Land’s End", where the Sea of Cortez & the Pacific Ocean meet.”

“Nowadays, Cabo San Lucas has some of the most luxurious resorts, world-class Marina and the biggest fishing tournament in the world. It is not only popular with celebrities but with thousands of people from all over the world who can enjoy the nightlife, best deep-sea fishing in the world and a wide variety of activities.”

Scattered along the shoreline in and around San Jose, down the seventeen-mile coastline and surrounding Los Cabos were numerous condominium projects. They came in all sizes, shapes and amenities but their sales pitch was always the same.

All of these projects were essentially selling the same image; golden sands, blue seas, luxury homes and high prices. All of this for a fractional piece of the action. Most came in incremental packages of two to four weeks each. High Season cost more, summer time much less. Sub-leasing wasn’t allowed and the HOAs were usually so high it could be considered as a second mortgage on the place. Yet, they seemed to be selling like hot cakes.

Unlike other countries like Singapore, the government didn’t have a lot of oversight on these developers. Several development projects remain half-completed during the three years we visited the place. Early investors and those who had a down payment on the project were probably out of luck. Abandoned projects could be seen up and down the peninsula.

Our friend had paid something like one hundred and seventeen thousand dollars for her condo back in 2003. It wasn’t large; just one bedroom and a lot of open space. The outdoor patio was spacious and fantastic for taking in the expanse of the coastline.

It was the perfect place to write, read, and just plain chill-out. Each morning the sunrise greeted us with another beautiful day and sunsets end-capped another day in paradise. It was all good for several years. Then it disappeared as quickly as it had begun.

Our friend has disappeared now into that vacuum called past memories. San Jose and Los Cabos have grown and changed with the times. But thankfully, through these digital images, Sharon and I still have the memories of time well spent in that warm Mexican sun.