Fabled Cabo Polonia was as magical as my South American friends had foretold. I'd come for the summer solstice--the longest, lightest day of the year, which this year coincided with a lunar eclipse, and a bright, light night thanks to the full moon. I love extremes when all possibilities are exposed, and the veil between worlds is thinnest. Cabo was perfect--isolated by the Atlantic and by tall, shifting sand dunes, there were no roads into the town, and thus no cars. No electricity to mask the parade of stars in the heavens or to run noisy machines. Founded in the 70s by hippies and fishers, the town was filled with colorful, dreadlocked characters, hand-built homes with murals, painted banners and creative touches, and almost completely surrounded by water. I was born on an island (Coronado Island
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