More Pelicans than Tourists

Spent the morning in Cabo San Lucas, the first stop after two days at sea from Los Angeles. There are no tourists here, the worst season “ever” according to a young local tour boat, fishing guide, cable TV, bartender, phone card, 28 year old entrepreneur who was sitting on a bench on the dock. I felt sorry for the locals and got another cruise passengers to join me and a dance host from the ship on a local boat ride in the bay where the Pacific meets the Sea of Cortez. We circled the calendar picture Cabo arch where the Sea of Cortez meets the Pacific, lots of pelicans, and a bunch of sea lions doing very little. The boat ride was a great bargain at $11 per person. I'm sure the pay for the two glass bottom boat crew members, the hawker, and the fuel were not covered by our fares. I took the first tender back to the ship where a Filipino bar steward poorly disguised as a Mexican circumambulated the pool area making margaritas, but there were very few takers as most of the passengers were doing a very fine imitation of the sea lions. The few guests who were awake were complaining about the heat. After all summer in cold and wet Alaska, the crew members are not being very sympathetic. We will dock at Puerto Vallarta tomorrow, an overnight stay before heading down the coast of Mexico to Zihuatanjo and Acapulco along the ridiculously named Mexican Riviera. Cruise most be going well. I’ve been saying to myself, “Oh no. Only 35 days left.” Maybe it was the lactose free crème bulee yesterday.