Sunday, April 29
It was still dark out, but I was awake before
the alarm went off. As quietly as I could, I got dressed and put on a little
makeup. There is a curtain separating the closet area from the beds so I could
keep the bathroom light from waking Bob. Unfortunately, I didn’t get the wake-up
call cancelled in time and that for sure did wake him.
Breakfast was two poached eggs on English
muffins, some fruit and one of the small shot-sized glasses of yogurt and
muesli. Back in the cabin, I was double checking to make sure I had everything
ready for the day and I missed seeing the arch in the rock formations as we
sailed in. I did go out and take photos once the ship had anchored and the
early morning light on the rocks was so beautiful. Anchored next to the Zaandam
was the Nieuw Amsterdam, the ship we had been on last fall.
Bob had booked a 2-tank scuba diving trip so I
decided to join Danny and Stan for the Coastal Highlights tour they had booked
through the ship. All of us were to meet in the theater at 8:15 where we would
wait until we were called for our tender. Bob’s tour left first, but then there
was a delay because the seas were getting rough and it was complicating the
tendering process. When we did get called, getting into the tender had to be
timed just right as the boat rose and fell with the swells.
The walk from the tender dock took us past a
marina full of nice boats and a mega yacht or two.
As seems to be our fate on this cruise, we ended up in the back of the bus for our tour. Our guide, Rudy, pointed out resort after resort after resort as we drove to a restaurant with a panoramic view of the ships in the bay. We had a chance to take photos and our choice of a free drink…beer, pop, or in my case…a bottle of water.
As seems to be our fate on this cruise, we ended up in the back of the bus for our tour. Our guide, Rudy, pointed out resort after resort after resort as we drove to a restaurant with a panoramic view of the ships in the bay. We had a chance to take photos and our choice of a free drink…beer, pop, or in my case…a bottle of water.
The drive from there to San Jose del Cabo, a
short distance away, took us past even more huge, high end resorts and some
fancy golf courses…all designed by big name golfers. Our guide, Rudy, explained
that Cabo had been hit by a hurricane last fall which had done a tremendous
amount of damage. Average rainfall for the region is 11”, but the hurricane had
brought 42”!
Most of the town square (Plaza Mijares) had been rebuilt since the
storm…a government building and the Mission
San Jose del Cabo church were the only buildings dating back to
the earlier colonial times. Mass was just getting over as we arrived and we
were able to step into the back of the church and observe for a minute or two.
Outside the church were ice cream vendors and a man selling balloons.
Being Sunday, many of the shops were closed
and those that were open were pretty much all selling the same stuff…table
cloths, blankets, t-shirts, etc. The hour we were given to shop was too long
for most of the group and left everyone searching out shady areas to wait.
| Not many shops were open on a Sunday morning. |
| Making a Mexican glass turtle...wearing a sombrero! |
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| Some views of the glass-blowing factory building. |
The tour wasn't one of my favorites and not one I would recommend. It was basically a bus ride past the back side
of many resorts with stops to shop interspersed throughout the day. If we ever return
to Cabo, I will be searching out some other type of activity.
The tenders were getting backed up when we
returned so the boat we were on had to circle the ship twice before it was our
turn to unload. It was 2 pm by the time we stepped foot on the ship and we went
straight to the buffet. Bob met us there shortly after we sat down.
Bob rated his scuba dive as “just OK”. The visibility had not been great but even worse was the water temperature. Being skinny, Bob gets cold easily. They had provided him with a full 5 mm wet suit, but with water temps of 60º he still froze. He had seen some new species of fish (for him) including guitar shark but decided diving in the Caribbean is more to his liking.
Bob rushed off to get to the 3:00 scheduled
pickleball game. Since the court is marked for tennis, Bob has been marking new
lines using black duct tape that he got from guest services.
I intended to go to trivia at 4:00 but decided
I would rather watch sail away and get some photos of the rock arch as the
Zaandam sailed by. The Nieuw Amsterdam had left earlier while we were eating
lunch.
As soon as the ship sailed past the rock
formations and left the protected waters of the Sea of Cortez, the winds and waves
picked up and it became quite chilly…enough that I decided it was time to get
inside! And even though lunch had been very late, it was time to get dressed
for dinner…a formal night.
| The arch from the "other" side. The winds and waves picked up immediately after we rounded the end of the rock formation. |
| Buildings perched on the edge of the hill. |
Bob and I both had the tomato soup and filet
mignon and he had a couple of extra appetizers…the portobello mushroom and the
salad with dates and goat cheese. For dessert I chose the lime and coconut
souffle and Bob had the berry tart.
To get a decent seat for the 8 pm show we
arrived at the theater around 7:30. To fill the time we had gotten into the habit
of looking back over the day’s photos that I had taken on my iPhone. Of course
Bob never takes any photos of his dives (although I wish I could convince him
to start) but I showed him all of my pictures so he could see what we had done
on my tour.
| Bob enjoying his mocktail pina colada. |
Even though the “chocolate surprise” had been
listed in yesterday’s schedule by mistake, it took place this evening. (I guess
that really makes it a surprise!) Bob and I went back to the cabin for awhile
and then returned to Deck 5 a little after 9:30 pm Waiters were walking around
carrying trays with all sorts of small chocolate treats. There was no problem
getting any…they were begging us to take more and more. I suppose they had to
empty their trays before they could quit serving! I was quite surprised to see
how busy the piano bar was. We had been returning to our cabin right after the evening
show and didn’t realize all of the fun we had been missing!
A letter was waiting in our cabin that night
explaining the process we would have to follow as “in-transit” passengers once
we reached San Diego in a couple of days. Although we booked this cruise as a
single itinerary, it was also offered as two separate legs so many people would
be disembarking in San Diego.
For the 2nd night in a row, we
turned our clocks back…yippee! I could get used to 25-hour days.














