23 November 2017 – I usually don’t take too many pictures of
hotels, but this was a nice hotel and the receptionist Cecilia was a cordial
individual who made my stay comfortable. I stopped in the office to return my
key and asked if I could take her picture for my blog. She agreed and was a
little shy about it. I was all loaded up and rolling by 9:00 a.m., not that
that’s anything special. But I was well rested with plenty of water in me. As I
left town I was looking for any scars from the accident scene the day before.
You would think when a semi-truck rolls over on its side the black top would have
some scratches in it or the ditch would have some pushed up dirt. Nope, not a
thing. So, I just kept riding toward La Paz.
It was between 12:00 and 1:00 p.m. and I was getting hungry.
I decided I’d get some gas in La Paz and some water. I stopped in one of the
convenience stores to see what they may have. I bought two bananas, two liters
of water and two candy bars. The cashier rang it up and I paid for it. The
whole time I was in the store, security was following me around. It just kind
of reminded me of Russia. It also told me that if they were worrying about me,
they had a larger crime problem in the city. I walked back to the shade my bike
was sitting in. I ate the two bananas, one of the candy bars and drank one liter
of water. I jumped on my bike and was off, but before long, I was lost. I
rolled up alongside of guy riding a scooter and asked him which way to Cabo San
Lucas. He pointed up and to the right. All that time Blanche was trying to drag
me over hill and dale. She was being her obnoxious self. I finally got to a
point where I felt I was going in the right direction and rode heavy traffic
for next the next 5+ miles / 8 kms. I finally broke free of traffic and
continued down Highway 1 to Cabo San Lucas.
I stopped for the night in Santa Rita. I was running out of
daylight and needed to find a hotel. I saw a hotel sign pointing into the city.
I made a left turn off the highway where I could stop safely. On a whim, I
asked Blanche if she knew of any hotel in the area. She came up with a hotel
about 500 yds / 500 meters away. I drove there. Just unbelievable that she
cooperated. It was a nice clean hotel
for a reasonable price. They even had a small restaurant where they served
meals. The guy was doing the cooking could speak English. He asked where I was
from. I told him St. Paul / Minneapolis, Minnesota. He said he knew where that
was and that he worked up by Fargo, North Dakota. Imagine that! The Huevos
Rancheros he cooked up was good and my stomach was happy. I was about 22 miles
/ 35 Kms from San Jose del Cabo. Just the right distance.
The only complaint I had with the hotel was they had a weak
Wi-Fi signal. If you got more than 5 yds / 5 meters away from the reception
area, you lost your signal. I wanted to research the Hampton Inn near Cabo San
Lucas and its address. Mary had me booked in there and I needed to find its
location. Blanche wasn’t having anything to do with the address. That makes
finding anything really difficult. The best I could hope for would be to find
the hotel in Blanche’s maps, mark the spot and drive toward the marked spot. I
was trying to compare the maps in Blanche and Google Maps to find the hotel.
That didn’t happen, and I went to bed very frustrated. I spent several hours
struggling with my phone and Blanche and didn’t accomplish a thing. That’s why
I wanted to stop short of San Jose del Cabo so I could get my directions
straight and I would know where I’m going. At least I wasn’t hungry.
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