With a three-piece-set living room in white suede, a small coffee table in dark woods, and a rather marvelous entertainment center, there is not much occupying the room. A few corner tables and lamps are scattered in the corners, and a large vase and some spheres seem to be all. Even the drapes seem innocuous, but past the sliding glass door, paradise reveals in such marvelous, magnificent ways, it all comes to sense. The majesty of the home is not its insides, but the power of the land it sits on. Once in the terrace, just outside the living room, two chairs and a small table face directly into a roaring, steel blue dragon so vast, its end cannot be seen; The Sea of Cortez. White foam forms on the surf, where the blue waters crash against the light colored sand. Directly below the unit, green grass and palm trees mingle with sapphire pools, a perfect oasis in this land of dry heat. To the right of the terrace, outside the Master Bedroom, two lounge chairs in comfortable cushions overlook the sea and beach, all until lost in the curve of land at the very end of this vast bay. Across, by the Second Master, a Diner set for six people waits patiently for reunions under the stars, or family gatherings by the sunlight. The Master room seems to be an entirely different style. A King Size bed is crowned by a massive wooden headrest in light colored natural wood, with ribbons and twirls in the carving, seemingly stretching the wood from the center and into the corners. Two nightstands seem to take guard on either side of the bed, holding lamps of different shapes and colors, while in front; a fantastical, massive entertainment center seems to have been carved from the trunk of a millennial tree. The many shapes inside the piece create an ambiance of mystery. Wonderment surges in the white suede lounge chair that sits idle by the sliding glass door, silently gazing into the ever-changing horizon, with its turquoise afternoons and multicolored dawns and dusks.

Inside one of the most prominent and luxurious residential zones in San Jose del Cabo, life seems to turn around into a dream, a utopia. In a desert land, where cacti populate the otherwise barren hills, this tropical dream exists, seemingly taunting the Desert. Decorated and built in the Hacienda style, so beloved in Mexico, it is truly a place to remember. Life could not be more perfect, alas, it is. In the fourth floor of one of the towers, perfectly hidden by the natural construction of the condominiums, hidden away from sight, is a home the likes of which cannot be held justice with words. Feelings can only describe it, and the feeling is awe. Past a simple wooden door, with alabaster numbers fixed into the wood, white marble covers the entire floor, in heavy contrast with the red tiles outside the unit. The pristine, white walls make the room feel as if carved out of a pearl. To the right, a small, fully equipped kitchen waits patiently for your use. The granite countertops are colored in grey and dark tones, and then polished into a mirror. The natural colored wood in light tones seems to shine just as much. Every now and then, the silvery finish of the inox chrome appliances break the bond between the dark counter and the light cabinets, creating a wonderfully luscious effect. As four bar stools line up the granite countertop, a table for four in dark woods sits alone in the Diner. A bowl of blown glass is held by the table, and a small mini bar patiently waits by the corner. 

The large vanity set that shows its back to the lounge chair is set in light colored wood, and the large mirror seems to reflect the perfection of the scenery, along with the perfect light given by the sun. Seemingly holding down the weight of the mirror, carved pillars of wood twist like fantastical dragons framing the entrance to another world. The bathroom for the Master Bedroom is hidden inside a small hallway, lined by a double sink in beautiful, light colored marble. The large mirror that seems to connect both sinks reflects the wooden closet, carefully shielded by its doors, which in turn match the wooden cabinets underneath the sinks. Past a small door, the bath area is accessed. Once inside, a marble cave seems to unfold, with the tiles reaching the ceiling inside the shower, and waist high in the remaining of the room. The Second Master room holds a similar allure to the Master Bedroom. The large, fantastical King Size bed is topped with a wooden headrest in the manner of a Princess Bed, with curtains and drapes hanging from curtain rods atop the headrest, hiding away the wood and providing a sense of majesty difficult to find outside a palace. The nightstands holds lamps, like guardians holding torches to fend off the dark. Wrought iron figures hang from the wall, and a large, wooden entertainment center faces the bed. As in the Master Room, it seems as if it have been carved out of a hundred-year-old tree, gently shaped by the patient hands of a master woodsman.