Night number two at the hostel is more chill, without the drunk guy things are laid back a couple clicks. It seemed strange to me that a hostel would sell forties, but its Mexico. Yet, this guy was hurting himself on tequilla and cheap vino. He had some words with Leah and then past out in a drunken stupper, in full gringo style. Seems to me, a bunch of folks from the states enjoy that style of "traveling" drunk.
But met this cool guy, Daniel, that laughed at my plan to trade my bike for a boat. He arrived in Puerto Vallarta by way of sail boat. He said he spent eight days on a sailboat with a captain that did not know what he was doing, thaught he was going to die several times and at day five went stir crazy. But he had some good advice about jumping on a sail boat: "Make sure the people on the crew are cool and you all get along."
Leah and I had planned on leaving today, but then we didn't. We are not purests, or record breaking olympians, we are having a cultural experiance. Well, not in Puerto Vallarta, it is mostly gringos. This town could easily be a lost city of southern California. Whatever. We got lazy and walked around the town a little. I got Leah a massage because she really wanted one and I owed her for the shoes. Ate some popcorn and watched some boob tube. Tomorrow we will hit it hard and climb straight up out of here, vamos a Calima, let's go!
Talked to some dudes about surfing. They kept saying that the ocean south of here is like soap. "For you, it is like soap." I might be able to deal with that. We'll see.
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It's not flattery if it's true, yo. And, I didn't realize you guys had been consistently posting. HOLY CRAP. I am in awe. Vicarious lovely awe. Here's some emotion-lotion for your chapped asses...take care, Eugenians.
Hey, I've been to Puetro Vallarta. It was on a cruise senior year of high school. The boat pulled over. 1500 people climbed out, bought a bunch of stuff and then climbed back on and ate pizza until the boat left 6 hours later. From what I remember the trinkets there are lovely. Shame on the old me. But that was a different time. Never again.
While I was there I do remember hearing that Arnold Schwarzeneger filmed most of Predator around there, so be careful.
Also, remember Shawshank Redemption. At the end Tim Robbins and Morgan Freeman share a touching embrace on the beach in a town called Zihuatanejo which is a real place and is just south of Puerto Vallarta. It's supposedly nice but then I wouldn't know; the boat didn't stop there. Ugh, everything I know in this world I've learned fom movies.
It sounds amazing down there. thanks for posting pictures too.
Oregon got hit with a huge storm this week, 100 mph winds at the coast, downed trees, floods. It's almost mayhem. Weather, weather, weather. Post again soon.
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