After a couple days in Cabo San Lucas, we were ready to head north to La Paz. I’ve been to Cabo a few times growing up, and I am sad to see it has turned from a small fishing village to a full-blown beach resort city. Getting off the main drag it still has the same quaint, small-town feel that I remember from childhood and the beaches and water are about as pretty as you can imagine, but the large mall by the arena and the tall resorts that line the beach are just not my style. As we drove north along the Pacific, I quickly felt myself relax and feel the wave of vacation wash over me. We decided to spend much of the day in Todo Santos, a small artsy community on the Pacific Ocean. We wandered around the town on foot, stopped into a few art shops, grabbed ice cream and sat on the street and people-watched. We even stepped into the Hotel California. Yes, that Hotel California. I can't say I like the Eagles or that song, but if you go to Todos Santos, it seems you should at least step foot into the infamous hotel. We found a little taco stand on the edge of town, and had the most amazing street tacos and an ice-cold Fanta before heading further north.
We arrived into La Paz late in the afternoon, and we pretty quickly maneuvered through the traffic to our hotel, The Posada Luna Sol, our home-base for the next week. We wandered down the Malecon, the walkway along the bay and found a place to eat. Even though La Paz is a bigger city than Cabo San Lucas, the speed and general atmosphere was much more relaxed. I also quickly noticed that tourists were not all that common in La Paz. Most of the other strollers along the Malecon were local Mexicans, with an occasional ex-pat or tourist mixed in. Sunsets on the Malecon did not disappoint! After dinner, we walked back to the hotel for a nightcap on our rooftop terrace.