Less than 12 hours after John's excruciating dental work, we boarded the plane from YVR to Puerto Vallarta. Five uneventful hours later, I fell for the first taxi scam as we walked out of the airport. After extracting ourselves from the proposal of a free ride in exchange for a US$50 breakfast, we found the bus instead (for $5). Bump, bump, bump, stop, wait for the driver to buy snacks, bump, bump, stop to let on a deaf woman selling Tinkerbell stickers, bump, bump, speed up, careen around S-turns on windy inland road, screech......STOP (oops, better pick up that person on the side of the highway).... wheeeeeeee....bump, bump - ah, Sayulita!
Waiting for us there were muchas cervezas frias...oh, yeah, and our lovely friends Ryan and Andree-Anne from B.C!! In the two remaining hours of daylight we lay on the beach, tried surfing, ate papaya y pina con chile y limon, and discovered the 'signature salsa' at the fish taco stand was made of peanuts. John avoided tempting death by choosing the green salsa instead. Given my obsession with food (and Mexican food in particular), my day was made complete with tacos de carne asada, fresh hot churros, plantain chips with Tajin hot sauce, and Don Julio himself.
Considering we just went from 75 square feet of livable space in cold, damp Vancouver, to a lovely rented casa in beautiful sunny Mexico, we're feeling pretty good! Salud!
What is this about dental work? Let me know John!
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