Los Cabos refers to the very tip of the Baja California Peninsula. It consists of Cabo San Lucas on the far south end where the Pacific Ocean and the Sea of Cortez meet, San José del Cabo a thriving city and home of the airport, and the twenty coastal miles between the two cities.
When I first started learning Spanish, I could only speak in metaphors. I sat with my now-fiancée on a 1,000-year-old facade outside the Port of Valldemossa, while we watched the sun set over the Mediterranean. “I don’t want to get off this train,” I told her. I knew the vocabulary for trains because that’s how I got around...
Getting a bit greedy, perhaps, I extended my search from Panama City to the beaches nearby. An attractive apartment listed for just under $160,000 caught my eye. I didn’t know what the building was like, or whether there was a view. (A well-written listing it was not.) But—another whim—I decided to make an appointment to see it.
When my wife Alynne and I retired three years ago, like many, we thought it would be a truly fantastic adventure to move to someplace outside the U.S. where we could experience a totally different culture, and travel to all the places we had always wanted to see.
My husband David and I are renting a one-bedroom house in the Los Arcos area, with a full view of the 18th-century aqueduct that stretches from the hills in the east to the center of town. We pay $800 a month for our one-bedroom duplex, which is fully furnished and includes all utilities and the occasional homemade dinner that our landlord brings to us (he's awesome!).
Former lawyers by trade, the Arbeits are enjoying a later life adventure which seems tailor-made for a Hollywood movie. The couple are dividing their golden years between three world-class suitors: France, Panama, and New York. Each year, in late August, Robert and Wendy arrive at their home-away-from-home in Montfort, France.
At the age of 55, feeling emotionally unfulfilled and seeking a more exciting life, Heidi Dezell, walked away from her six-figure job as a national sales executive to travel the world in search of her personal utopia. Her research led her to Portugal and she now lives with her dog, Bailey, in Sintra.
My first trip to Costa Rica was in 2013. Prior to that, it wasn’t somewhere I had ever considered visiting but when a friend invited me to stay at her family’s property along the northern Pacific coast in the beach town of Playas del Coco for a couple of weeks, I couldn’t refuse. Playas del Coco is a popular destination for expats, snowbirds, and vacationers...
Before I moved to Ecuador, my idea of restoration was coming home after a long stressful day at work, drinking a few glasses of wine, reading People magazine, tuning into Netflix, and then taking an Ambien to get to sleep. By the weekend, all I wanted to do was lay on the couch. I’d try to motivate myself to go hiking, or bicycling...
It was a cool winter day in the bustling city of Vila Nova de Gaia, just across the bridge from Porto, Portugal’s second largest metropolitan area. New expats Debbie, 57, and David Billings, 70, were out eagerly exploring their newly adopted country. It had only been three months since they landed in Portugal to begin the next chapter of their lives.