Ashley packed light, knowing Cabo would provide exactly what she needed—warm breezes, salty air, and the kind of slow, happy days that made time feel irrelevant. Mornings were spent by the pool, her rolled jean shorts and breezy swimsuits making it easy to chase Miles through the water while Eric grabbed them frozen drinks from the swim-up bar. Afternoons called for easy, linen dresses and rust-colored jumpsuits as they wandered through markets, perused boutiques, and made spontaneous stops for pastries and marina views. Evenings were golden—changing into billowy maxis and easy sandals for dinner under twinkling lights, sipping margaritas while Miles devoured fresh tortillas. They returned to Hacienda Cocina, like always, laughed their way through a lively fiesta night, and snuck in a dreamy date night at Acre, where the mezcal was smoky and the jungle hummed around them. By the end of the week, Ashley knew she’d tuck this trip away, a sun-drenched memory to pull out on gray Chicago days, a reminder that joy was just a plane ride—and a perfectly packed suitcase—away. LTKSwim LTKWatchNow LTKTravel