The Giggling Bean

I had forgotten that Cabos San Lucas was a tender port. I don’t actually remember much from the cruise Noah and I took in April. I suspect that I didn’t get off the ship at all. Certainly I wasn’t in the mood for a tender operation. When Carmen and I came through on the Star Princess, I vaguely remember going from the ship’s tender down the dock and onto the whale watching zodiac that had been organized ahead of time.

This time I just took the tender in and set out from the port. I figured that if I walked a reasonable distance from the ship I would be able to find a cafe for coffee and wifi. If I strolled far enough, there wouldn’t be a lot of other cruise ship passengers competing for time and space.  Down the long avenue and up a couple of side street and I found a lovely little place called the Giggling Bean. They had extremely strong coffee, they had wifi. They had a four footed vacuum cleaner who wandered his fat self around to check out all the new customers. He decided I was good for a scratch but totally inadequate in the food offering department. Personally, I didn’t think he really needed anything else to eat. I spent a pleasant couple of hours getting this, that and the other thing updated followed by a meander back to the ship.

It was both warm (32*C) and extremely humid accompanied by bright sunshine. Photogray glasses were good, sunblock was even better. It was honestly nice to get back into the ship’s A/C.

Dinner was a progressive affair; we sampled the food in the Tapas Bar, then went on to the sports bar. As it turns out, it is the Sports Bar which is open all night in case one gets the munchies pretty much eliminating the need for after-hours room service unless you just can’t stand the thought of wings, hot dogs, soup or dip in the middle of the night.

Oh, and cheesecake. That would make an excellent 0300 snack.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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