Thursday, March 3, 2016

Semana Once - Puerto Vallarta

February 2016 - Puerto Vallarta Mexico

Thursday

Not much to report for today. We went to the pool at 10 and spent most of the day there, always in the shade except for dips to cool down.



Friday

Cleaning day so we headed out at 10 for downtown. Such a difference from the last time as we made sure there weren't any cruise ships in town.  Tuesday and Wednesday had ships each holding 5,000 passengers. It is not pretty when they all hit town.

We walked the Malecon because we wanted some additional photos, the light was great and the waves were stupendous.
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I love finding inukshuks on our travels!


We reach our intended destination Rio Cuale.



My gal, Frida is everywhere.


So quiet, hard to imagine all the busyness taking place aroun us.



Lots of murals decorating the buildings, click here for some more.


We headed to Los Muertos Brewery for some lunch and it was a great find. Click here for photos of their t-shirts.




John's beer is a McSanchez.



That is a big chunk of grilled goat cheese, delicious.


Chicken wings with Frank's Hot Sauce.


Tempting bakery.


Back along the beach.



Shrimp on a stick vendor.


We catch him later as he rolls up his pants to cross the Rio Cuale along the beach,







Oyster man is doing a thriving business, too bad I don't have anyone to share them with.


Jose doing another tour, we had stopped earlier in the day.


We picked up a BBQ chicken for dinner.

Saturday

Lazy day by pool and then headed out to Marina for dinner. Was really busy so we strolled while deciding where to go and ended up at Porto Bello. Had a table inside and didn't mind as it was a very humid evening.

We both had caesar salad and chicken parmesan, which was really good.




Sunday

Pool time, scrabble, golf and reading. Steaks for dinner with really good broccoli.

Monday

Another morning by the pool, our peaceful oasis had one other sunbather.

We headed out and had a taxi drop us at Hotel Rosita, the beginning of the Malecon. This hotel has been here since 1948 and has expanded over the years.
Some murals in the lobby.



Some street art.




The plan was to go shopping at the market but never made it there. Stopped for a beer on the beach and got talking about a place we used to go to and I said it's right around here. We googled and it still existed so we walked there and that was us done.




See the sign, since 1982? We were here in 1983 and a few years after that. Back then if John we wanted to watch Monday Night Football we had to find a sports bar and I think El Torito was the first in town.


 Sat on sidewalk had a margarita which lasted forever. These are classic margaritas, not the frozen slushy kind. Click here for our recipe.


The server wanted to know French expressions for serving Quebecers (been told twice now by servers that they won't/don't speak English) so we did a French lesson with me writing down the sentences and then him writing his way so he could say them, was a lot of fun. Then talked a whole bunch of other things, young guy was from Ecuador studying criminal justice in PV.


Then two men sat at the next table both smoking cigars so I asked where they had  bought them and next thing John is going down the street to get some cigars.


Dinner - half rack of ribs were good but not as good as Fat Fish in Mazatlan!



We strolled before we grabbed a cab.



Very creative street performer.


Cute.





Tuesday

Morning was spent relaxing ( I know tough life) and then go out for a burger, right here in the mall. I had read great reviews about Jean's Hamburgers but alas it was closed up tight. Decisions!!

We opted to walk to the Marina and have a burger at an American style diner, I mean a burger there should be good, it is packed every evening with gringos. The place is cute.







The burger, meh, too dry and was fried not grilled.






Back for a scrabble game, and damn, if it is 3 games to 0 for John.


Wednesday

Sunrise



After a morning lounging by the pool, around noon John kindly went and made us a picnic lunch of sandwiches. We then played another game, and yes I lost again.
Then we headed downtown for Art Walk. I love Art Walk in Mazatlan where it is held monthly, but here it is weekly and really small. Not impressive.

We've photographed this church before but today it just looked good.


Discovered a parking lot full of murals and the attendant invited us in to take photos. here's just one.


A bar, called Zoo has a bar shaped like Noah's Ark.


 Some art.




Sidewalk art


Local Indian art in a shop.



Pharmacy art


Beach art - inukshuks.


We find a place for dinner where we can watch the sunset, La Posta. Pizza and salad.





Start of sunset.




And so ends week 11!! Just two more to go.
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Tuesday, March 1, 2016

March City Daily Theme

Linking at City Daily Photo where the theme is Where Do I Belong?

March 2016

The blog goes on to elaborate with:
Where do you belong? Where is Heimat for you?
The Germans call it “Heimat.” English speakers can’t say it in one word. Your homeland? (Not quite.) Being comfortable and happy here? Feeling that this is the place is where you should be?

When I go back to Ireland to visit (I was born in Dublin but was 5 when my parents immigrated to Canada) I suddenly feel at home, where I belong.

We travel a lot so if I generally answered this question I would say anywhere but really Ireland grabs my heart strings when I arrive.


We're in Mexico at the moment and it was the first country I visited on my own (aside from Ireland). It still tugs me. The people, the sights and the culture.


Toronto is our home town and condo is where we hang our hats. It reflects our love of travel however.




We will have a few more souvenirs to add to this wall when we get home.


My reading corner.


What do I miss the most on the road? My fully stocked kitchen where I can cook to my heart's content.