Yurt Rental or...A Hot Bath under the Stars!
360 view of the Yurt

A yurt is fashioned after a Mongolian Felt tent, or as Mongolians prefer to say, Ger.  They are round structures, normally constructed with canvas and wood.  More than a tent, the Mongols prefer to live in them year round because the design suits the needs of their lifestyle.  

A yurt, or Ger, is warm in the winter and cool in the summer.  They may be as big as necessary, yet may be collapsed small enough to be carried by an animal.

Each is positioned to take advantage of the view, maintain as much privacy as possible and is equipped with a comfortable bed, shower and bath.  They are fully packed with a hot plate, refrigerator, sink, utensils, towels, blankets, and even a fresh loufah!

If you would like to stay in Gene's yurts, contact me for details on how to do that. 

Gene's yurts are made of rebar and cement.  For looks, he slapped stucco on the outside and covered the circular roof with canvas.

Since the Sea of Cortez side of the Baja is prone to an occasional hurricane, the additional strength is probably a good idea.

		Minutes before the sun sets and is replaced  by a canopy of stars.  The fresh sea breezes mixed with the hot, pure water, transport us to a mellow and renewing state.
There are two more surprises that you won't find in other yurts.   The first is a most unusual hot tub placed outside each yurt in full view of the sea.  Not a tub with jets and bubbles and chlorine.  This is a real bath tub that is filled up with fresh water every day – not just any water – fresh, natural thermal water!	360 view of the Yurt

Not to worry – the water is so hot, that it needs several hours to cool to a comfortable temperature.  In the meantime, we set up 'camp', have time for a stroll on the beach and make arrangements for tomorrows dinner!  

After our hot bath, Gene suggests dinner at a place in La Ribera, 15 or 20 minutes away.   We're low on gas and the local station has closed, a common scene, but Gene is confident that the station in La Ribera will be open.  Just in case, he waves down a familiar worker and shouts out the window  "Stand by; I may need you to bring gas."

In La Ribera, we are beginning to wonder if the gas station exists.  We drive down dark streets, around corners and along the coastline for miles.  Suddenly, lights shine in the dark and the Pemex sign looms ahead.  The station is located where the fishermen may conveniently get gas for their pangas and charters.

Gene volleys some conversation in Spanish with the proprietors, Silvestre Benitez Flores and Martina Lourdes Mares, asks for wine, but they have none.  Instead we choose tequila and a huge amount is delivered to us in a wine glass!  Next we order fresh fish tacos –  tonight they will have Dorado (mahi mahi) and they are the most delicious tacos I have ever had.

After dinner, our tummies and tank full, we find our way back to our yurt, take another dip in the still warm water before crawling into bed for a deep and settling sleep in the silence of the desert and the whispers of the sea.

NEXT:  The SECOND surprise