I cam home from Cabo San Lucas, Mexico about a week ago. Here is a quick sampling of the over 400 pictures I took while I was there. These are just snapshots for the most part.
This is the bar at the Hotel California in Todos Santos, Baja California Sur, Mexico. It’s a little tourist trap that claims to be the Hotel California of the Eagles song of the same name. In reality it isn’t, but it was still interesting to visit.
The famous Cabo Wabo Nightclub. Owned by Sammy Hagar. Lot’s of fun, people of all ages go here.
A lady is washing the street in front of her shop in Cabo San Lucas.
The beautiful Dreams Los Cabos resort. I felt like a king!
A rusty metal Mariachi band on the roof of the Hotel California, Todos Santos, Mexico.
A Mexican guard dog.
Laying down on the job. Guarding a corner store is tiring work!
These pelicans look like the are up to no good, don’t they?
The courtyard at the Puerto Parasio Mall in Cabo San Lucas.
Scotiabank! Just like at home!
A sombrero and running shoes hanging outside a shop in Cabo. Odd.
I have no idea what this sign means.
Home sweet home, for someone I guess. Todos Santo, Mexico.
I don’t know what kind of fish these are, I think probably some kind of snapper, but they are nice and colourful. I used a bit of Lucy Starkiller, on this one, and on the salmon picture I posted yesterday.
The expression, “just follow your heart”, get thrown around an awful lot. It’s the kind of advice people give to others, and to themselves when they can’t think of something better to say. And it’s feel good advice, as opposed to say, “stop for a moment and think about the pros and cons so that you can make an informed decision”.
The problem with following your heart comes when the hearts wants something that conflicts with what the rest of you wants. For instance, all of my life my heart has desired to be creative and be involved in the arts, which directly conflicts with my desire to have a strong, stable income stream and live a comfortable or even luxurious lifestyle. Unless I get lucky and achieve some level of celebrity, it is unlikely I can have both without compromising.
You know, generally The Limelight is supposed to be uplifting and positive, but ever once in a while I get so angry that I just need to rant. For instance when that nutcase pastor, Blair Donnolly, was found not guilty of murder after stabbing his daughter multiple times, because “god told him to do it”.
Well once again we have a similar case on our hands, and once again, the psychopathic nutcase is gonna get off. I am talking of course about Vince Li, the insane lunantic who stabbed an innocent young man on a greyhound bus about fifty times, and then decapitated him, mutilated his body and ate his eyeballs. His trial ends tomorrow, and get this: Both the prosecution and the defence agree he should be found not guilty by reason of insanity.
I was wandering around downtown Vancouver the other day with my camera in hand. This fellow asked me for some change, and because he had a kind look to him, and was respectful, I gave him some, more than he was expecting, I think, because he was extremely thankful.
I turned away, but then on an impulse I asked him is I could take his portrait. I quickly snapped this photo.
So it’s not quite as cool as a DeLorean, but it still looks like it might be capable of time travel. Needs no plutonium, but the driver will show up late and run up the meter. No worries, you can always go back to the future.
Now that I have your attention, I will confess that this article is not about me. Though I have been called ugly and stupid, I have never taken such characterizations too seriously. Though not without my fair share of insecurities, I have never felt myself to be ugly, and while at times I may be ignorant or stubborn, or thick, I certainly feel confident that I am not stupid.
It would be fairly accurate to say that I have been going through a period of change over the past few months. The scope of those changes are for the moment private, though I suppose anyone with the will to do so could connect the dots and at least form a rough idea for themselves.
But allow me to fast forward to now, where I find myself living in downtown Vancouver, quite a change from the little town of Nelson to be sure. Few things in life our free, and there have certainly been trade-offs, some minor, some more significant, but for whatever reason my move into the city has set in motion many great things for me. Perhaps one of the simplest is that I now get to walk to work every day, which makes me feel healthy and alive.
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The courtyard at the Puerto Parasio Mall in Cabo San Lucas.
Scotiabank! Just like at home!
You know, generally The Limelight is supposed to be uplifting and positive, but ever once in a while I get so angry that I just need to rant. For instance when that 
