Lately I’ve done a lot of hot springs hunting. From Oregon to Idaho and now back to my home state of Washington, I love to check these scenic locations off my list. It’s why I couldn’t believe the mess at beautiful Baker Hot Springs.
My friend and talented photographer Keti tipped me off to this hot spot. After dodging endless potholes up a windy road and we arrived to the trailhead. So what did we see?
Every other summer, Mom and I spend a week at Hacienda Encandata in Cabo San Lucas. What started as an impulse purchase after too many mimosas at a timeshare tour, has turned into a decade of travel. This year, however, marks the first year Cannabess goes to Cabo.
This trip started one week later than planned. Unbeknownst to Mom, that *enhanced* ID only works via land and sea, not air travel. Her passport? Three hours from us expired in a desk. Picture us at the airport around 5 AM being told we cannot board our flight. Lesson learned the hard way.
