On a crisp Christmas night in Cabo San Lucas, Baja California Sur, I found myself on a rooftop, watching fireworks light up the sky. Suddenly, a strange light caught my eye on the horizon, unlike anything I’d seen before. This wasn’t just a fleeting glimpse—over the course of 25 mesmerizing minutes, the teardrop-shaped object hovered silently, its glowing lights pulsing softly against the dark night. At one point, it moved closer, banking west with an eerie precision, accompanied by a subtle but unmistakable sound that sent chills down my spine.
I tried to capture this extraordinary event on my phone, but the images came out blank—almost as if the object resisted being recorded. More lights appeared from the same direction, each exhibiting the same graceful, deliberate movement.
This encounter on Christmas night left an indelible mark, blending the wonder of the holiday with the mystery of the unknown. Cabo San Lucas became the silent witness to an extraordinary display that challenges our understanding and invites us to look up, and think again about what might be watching back.