You don’t need much on vacation. Just food. Shelter.
And if you’ve got a fleet of jet skis, a tequila factory and a helicopter on call...the “shelter” part is negotiable.
Welcome to Sleeping with the Stars, your ticket to a penthouse suite minus the walls and ceiling, taking reservations now at the far tip of Baja.
In other words, it’s like your standard Plaza suite after an unusually polite tornado. Atop the Las Ventanas al Paraíso, you’ll find all the trappings of a suitable hotel room—an appropriately large bed, a fireplace and a tub (bring someone along to scrub your back)—but you’re still very much outside. From two stories up, you can scope out the beach (and any nearby beachgoers) through your telescope, spend the night stargazing in the ocean air, then wake to see the sun rising over the Sea of Cortez. (Possibly with a little non-astronomical activity in between.)
The next day, you’ll fill your time marlin-fishing off the house yacht, touring the coast on wave runners and getting soufflé lessons from the house chef. (Apparently it’s all in the wrist.) Then it’s time to rent a convertible and take off down the coast for a tour of the local tequila factory.
It’s the official beverage of sleeping outside.
And if you’ve got a fleet of jet skis, a tequila factory and a helicopter on call...the “shelter” part is negotiable.
Welcome to Sleeping with the Stars, your ticket to a penthouse suite minus the walls and ceiling, taking reservations now at the far tip of Baja.
In other words, it’s like your standard Plaza suite after an unusually polite tornado. Atop the Las Ventanas al Paraíso, you’ll find all the trappings of a suitable hotel room—an appropriately large bed, a fireplace and a tub (bring someone along to scrub your back)—but you’re still very much outside. From two stories up, you can scope out the beach (and any nearby beachgoers) through your telescope, spend the night stargazing in the ocean air, then wake to see the sun rising over the Sea of Cortez. (Possibly with a little non-astronomical activity in between.)
The next day, you’ll fill your time marlin-fishing off the house yacht, touring the coast on wave runners and getting soufflé lessons from the house chef. (Apparently it’s all in the wrist.) Then it’s time to rent a convertible and take off down the coast for a tour of the local tequila factory.
It’s the official beverage of sleeping outside.