We turned left off the main road, taking our camper van along a dirt track for about half a mile.
The road climbed before it dropped to a beach along Bahía Concepción, on the east side of Mexico’s Baja peninsula. I saw about two-dozen vehicles parked along the sand, just 15 feet from the lapping water of the bay. Some of the campers had been there for months. They belonged to Canadian and American snowbirds seeking a small, quiet community of like-minded travelers.
I spent about a week getting to know this eclectic group. Nobody looked wealthy. But after a few conversations, I realized some were millionaires. Others had retired, or semi-retired, many years before conventional wisdom says they should.
Photo by Andrew Hallam