Monday, January 11, 2010

Adventures In A Water Taxi

After our excursion and snack in Cabo San Lucas, Char and Deb said they would like to see the beach. Not a problem all we needed was a water taxi. Having walked the pier before our excursion, I knew water taxis were abundant. We walked down the pier, negotiated what we felt was a fair price, and then things started getting a little strange.

Walking through the gate onto the pier a “federal official” greeted us. He was collecting a one dollar per person port fee. In exchange, we got this official receipt, which seems to have been used a time or two. Dyle took out a $20 bill and instantly, someone grabbed it and took off running. The “federal official” explained the man was going to get change. He wasn’t gone all that long but it seemed like it when you’re thinking the man and the $20 are gone for good. The man reappeared with a beer in his hand. Our “federal official” explained he had to buy something to get change and not to worry the man would drink the beer. Now the trip to the beach was costing the taxi fee, a dollar per person port fee, and a beer.

We moved down the pier to where the water taxi was to meet us. Was – is a key word here. Arriving at the gathering spot, I noticed the water taxi, the man we paid the taxi fee to, and our driver were all gone! I was starting to get a little upset when Char explained our driver was bringing the water taxi to the other side of the pier. That’s when things, including me, started to settle down a little.

Reuben was our driver/guide and spoke quite a bit of English. If he saw you pointing at something or heard you talking about something he would take you as close to that particular spot as possible. He also told us what we were passing and some interesting facts about the area. He was a good guide for our outing.

The peninsula had two beaches, one on each side. This one was called lovers beach, the one on the backside of the peninsula was called divorce beach – something for everybody.

This rock formation is known as lands end. It’s where the sea of Cortez meets the Pacific Ocean.

Cabo San Lucas has a large sea lion colony. They just lie on the rocks and let the water taxi’s float by.

Occasionally you would come across a sea lion all alone on a rock. Reuben was quick to point out this was the effects of to much tequila.

Following the water taxi ride, we returned to the ship and said goodbye to Cabo San Lucas. Next up Mazatlan.


Blogger bobbie said...

Really nice photos, Ralph, and quite a story. I can understand your agitation when everyone seemed to disappear.

6:49 AM  
Blogger Live Well, Laugh Often & Love Much said...

I want to see what the effects of to much tequila has on me....LOL !


8:01 AM  
Blogger Cliff said...

I got quite a chuckle out of the man and the beer. I know I would have been certain that I would never see change again. It did remind me of the 'change' our country is going thru.
Great pics.

4:23 AM  
Blogger nora said...

Sounds like a lovely trip - and I'm glad you got your change!

6:54 PM  

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