Cabo San Lucas, Puerta Cabos Village
Silent hills surround the land. The wavering light of the fresh, sapphire pools reflected in the white walls seems to create marble in the stone. And in the second floor, there is a place that cannot be matched. This is the place where dreams come true, and this unit is truly the dream of a dream. Welcome Home.
Among the hallways is a wooden plank, dressed in dark tones, and carefully adorned with golden rivulets that describe the entrance's number, 203. As it swings open, giving way to the inside, the world seems to change into a separate dimension. A narrow hall is guarded by a wooden bench, supported by strong iron legs that twist in the most admirable shapes, their acute angles giving a sense of awe, and holding ornate flowers in a pearly vase, and candles in a small canoe of wood.
At the end of this corridor, the Diner and the Living Room face each other in front of glass shields that slide towards the ever-changing sky and the always ready terrace. In the back, the kitchen glistens in the light. This is the main core, and in here, all is possible.
The Dinner is set in a magnificent array of colors, from the long, three-person bench that leans against the wall in its grey dress, passing through the head chairs in geometry of black and white, to the blue chairs that line the table like bishops in duty. Finally, the multiple frames in the wall and the two-light chandelier that hangs above the wooden tabletop add to the perception of castle life and nobility that this place holds.
In the Living Room, a magnificent white couch in L shape stands proudly against the blue individual couches and the greyish tone of the rug, silently allowing iron birds to fly above in the brown colored wall. A woven coffee table and peaceful lamps complete the scene, all as the clouds shift in the air outside.
The stone ground gives into limestone supports for the pillars that make the pathway for the bedrooms, and causes the soul to long for the stories of ancient castles, back when dragons roamed and Kings ruled.
Along the hallway, a door guards the shy Guest Bathroom, with its sandy colored marble tiles covering the shower and the golden-esque countertops that rest lightly atop the dark woods of the cabinets.
In the guest bedroom, two double beds dressed in white linens seem to be held against the wall by the massive fabric headrests, both in the same olive tone, and supported into place by a small ottoman in a rich green. Up front, a block of wood divides itself into six drawers that sit idle underneath a long mirror that faces the beds. On the wall, black doors hide away the large closet, private to this room.
Past another door, the Master Bedroom is accessed. The Master Bath is hidden behind another door, and it is truly a wonder. This marble grotto shines with golden light reflected of the sand colored stone, with eventual, casual pearls embedded into the stone. These pearls shine and glisten with stronger force, the sink from the light above, and the tub from the dark diamonds of marble that adorn the wall. Inside the bedroom, the wooden windows that shy away the tub reflect their dark wood against the white wall. A massive King size bed, with a wooden headrest that seems to be a single sheet of an ancient tree weighing down the wood base, is dressed in white. The grey bench in its feet is simply magnificent to see. A wonderful chair, fit for Kings and Queens, is carefully attired and facing the ever changing lights of the skies. In the corner, an entertainment center holds its innocuous drawers at an angle, carefully hiding from the sun.
Past the glass shields, the terrace awaits. Simplicity is key, and the door it opens is Majesty. The simple living room and diner that sit in the deck overlook the pools and the green grass, slowly shifting in the light and wind, with the palm trees swaying to a beat that only they can hear. The wind carries this music for them. The many pathways of stone heat in the afternoon sun, and in the evenings, an artist paints the sky in a feral palette of reds and yellows, wrecking a wonderful chaos in the Skies.
Finally the Kitchen, hidden in the back of this home, seems to be a jeweler's dream. The granite countertops fight side by side against the wooden planks that reach the ceiling, and the Inox. Chrome appliances that scatter across their fields do nothing short of enlightening their path. Behind closed doors, a washing center is hidden, and inside the many fitments, even more of these silvery beings rest in beddings made just for them.
At the end of it all, this is one place that cannot be missed, for it will stay in your heart for as long as you live. Welcome home, to Paradise. May your heart bring you back many more times.Get the full listing »