Last weekend we stayed at an incredible beach house that my parents rented. It was amazing. We had a full staff: Marcela, Santo and Karen and little Perla who liked to sit in our common area watching blues clues in spanish. The house overlooked a cliff and the waves crashed below. To get to the beach you would walk down about 30 steps carved into the cliff and then walk down to a little cove that would clear after the tide went down. It is impossible to describe the beauty! Hammocks hung for people to take naps on or read a book. We had a pool area for when the tide was too high and several sitting areas tucked away in different areas of the house. I would love to go back someday. It was one of the most beautiful places I have ever been.
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