As I write this I am sitting in Philo's Restaurant/Bar in La Cruz, drinkin' a cerveza and enjoying the evening. The temperature has cooled down to around 75 and will likely stay there through the night. How sweet it is!
Learning to be a "cruiser" is a steep curve but I'm working hard at it. Now that the long passages and cold nights at sea are over it is getting easier by the day.
Yesterday Patty & I took the bus to Puerto Vallarta to do some shopping. Riding a bus here is definitely an "E" ticket ride! The roads are either rock or cobblestone in the towns so IF the buses came from the factory with shocks they rapidly disintegrate. This, coupled with speed bumps that could dislocate even the stoutest backbone, makes for an interesting ride. OK. Now we have reached town so where do we get off (and even more pressing...HOW to let the driver know?)? We decided to just wait until we got to the end of the line and the driver told us to leave but then we saw an Office Max and decided to chance it. As luck would have it, we de-planed (so to speak) at the end of a wonderful shopping mall with great clothing and jewelry stores galore. We had spent several hours browsing and buying when we found ourselves at the Malacon (a wonderful walkway along the ocean) and craving a Margarita. It was, after all, lunchtime! Patty suggested a place she'd been to years ago and we sated ourselves with some great food and the obligatory Cadillac Margarita (sans Grand Marinier). After lunch, we discovered that the desire to shop had been replaced by the need for a siesta. Unfortunately, this entailed an hour long busride back to La Cruz and a 20 minute walk to the boat. By then we were really toast. It was still pretty warm so we forced ourselves to partake of a second Margarita in the Sky Bar at the top of the ramp...just to cool off after the hot bus ride and walk mind you. When we arrived, Chris was having a cold beer and working on his computer so he was blessed with our company.
Today Chris was the one enjoying the bus ride to P.V. as he had to locate some boat parts. While he was gone Patty and I went shell collecting on the beach, washed the boat and then settled in for a little reading followed by a siesta.
Yep...this cruising stuff is definately hard work!
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The Golden Rule of land transport in Mexico is to watch for the signs that read "TOPES". These can be barely discernable, small bumps in the road, or more likely, entire mountain ranges that will send vehicles into geo-stationary orbit. The other rule to remember:
Cervesa mas fina! This will smooth out most bumps in the road.
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