A day in Puerto Vallarta
And quite a day it has been. We started out eating breakfast at a version of De Dutch Pancaoke House - fortunately they also did a pretty good Mexican style breakfast, found the Marina Office and also fortunately found out that the moorage fee was actually quite reasonable.
Then a trip into old Puerto Vallarta on one of those suicide busses. As we rattled along we were serenaded by a septegenarian guitar player who somehow managed to hold himself upright as we hurtled along at what appeared to be about 80mph. Tony made friends with a really gregarious little boy with a miniature motorbiclette that he wanted Tony to guess which hand it was hidden in - over and over and over.
We walked around one of the artisan markets and watched Mexican Indians doing incredible beadwork. Sometimes the beads are worked into necklaces and bracelets which we have all seen before, but others carve masks or animals shapes and then coat them in a very sticky substance then painstakingly stick tiny colored beads all over them.
We also visited a beautiful Cathedral which was kept up in perfect condition and was filled with hundreds of vases of flowers.
You know the saying that good news travels fast, but bad news travels alot faster. Beware visitors of Senor Frog - the one near the Cathedral. $100 pesos for a margarita. The going rate for a margarita anywhere so far has been maximum $40 pesos. When we complained to the server he said "I only work here". So in protest I will just bad mouth them for ripping us off.
Then back on the bus - this one actually quite sedate - to Walmart and more craziness.
We were all armed with our provisioning list but it still took what seemed like a couple of hours to get all that we needed. And now its done and stowed and we'll leave Puerto Vallarta tomorrow to head further south.
At time of writing Tony is initiating Dick and Anne to life aboard Moondancer, which basically means watching Captain Ron - the Simpsons will come later. Dick is swab and Anne is galley wench.
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