Puerto Vallarta to Melaque / Barra de Navidad

A man once said,

"The fear of doing a thing is usually worse than the actual doing."

That’s John!

Taken in downtown Puerto Vallarta as we headed south.

Our departure from Puerto Vallarta 12 days ago was smooth. I snapped a bunch of pictures on our way through town, partly to keep myself distracted but also because I’d taken so few the days we had been there. You will notice when you look at the pictures at the web link below that the pics are random, from the passenger seat of our truck. Not the usual travel shots, just views of passing through town. As we walk around various towns I hesitate to take pictures of houses, etc. I don’t want to appear to be gawking. Some of these scenes I would not have taken had we been on foot. These pictures illustrate the typical scenes of Mexican residential and road side buildings.

Our first destination after PV was the small town of Perula. It’s the first seaside town close to Hwy 200 south of Cabo Corrientas, the mountainous point of land that shapes the southern edge of Banderas Bay, where Puerto Vallarta is located. Curving through and climbing over, the road led us through a pine forest and across a river. Winter is the dry season so the wide river bed easily contained its diminished flow but erosion lines showed evidence of a mighty summer and fall run. There is an eco-tour company that has built zip-line structures through this river valley. We were fascinated by how dry the vegetation appeared as we descended the southern side of this mountainous area. We wondered if it was a ‘rain shadow’ effect or drought but were later told by locals it is normal for winter. In seeming contradiction to this, temperature and humidity increased as we entered this new southern region.

Perula...I think this is my favorite trip picture so far! You can't see due to the glare but there are sailboats anchored in the distance.

Perula is a sleepy little village, smaller even than Lo de Marcos but has several campgrounds. The beautiful flat beach and friendly people bring snowbirds back year after year. The beachfront campgrounds were full so we stayed at one a couple blocks off the beach, managed by an American-born Mexican guy named Chino. What a character! He was born in East LA and was at one time a ‘gang banger’, with the tattoos to prove it, and we were told he’d done some prison time too. But, he’s straightened out his life and is married with 4 small ‘rug rats‘--his words, not mine. He’s well liked by all the snowbirds and locals. The 10-site RV park is adjacent to his mother’s nice little hotel. An American woman from New York runs a little road-side hamburger joint called ‘Lola La Gringa’s’. John was dying for a burger after all the shrimp we’ve been eating. We learned Lola arrived there 8 years ago. After driving south in Mexico for just a few days, she arrived in Perula, liked it and has never left. There seemed to be more to her story but we didn’t ask…

We decided one day to take a little driving tour of the surrounding rugged coastal area. There are several luxurious resorts accessible only to guests, and multiple public beaches accessed by one-lane dirt roads. As we explored our way south we decided to check-out the possibilities for our next destination. We visited Tenacatita, Boca Beach and the town of Melaque and decided Melaque was best for our planned 10-day stay.

Tenacatita is a small town about a mile from the bay and mile-long beach known by the same name. The long, flat beach is lined with restuarants and there is a popular campground there. The day we were there the waves gently lapped the shore as many people swam and snorkled. There is a rocky coral point also popular for water activities. As we ate dinner a truck load of soldiers passed us. Some were off loaded and walked the beach, picked up at the opposite end. There is a Marine base near Melaque, responsible for patroling this area.

Boca Beach is located about 2 miles south in Tenecatita Bay. Known for its 3 mile-long white sand beach, there are a couple campgrounds there. There is little else, only one small grocery store and one restaurant. The Boca Beach Campground, owned and run by a Canadian guy married to a Mexican woman, seems well run and cared for. We chose not to stay there for 10 days as there just isn't enough to interest us. And the campground was very sandy, (as opposed to hard pack dirt) making it more difficult for John to get around.

We’ve now been at Melaque for a little more than a week. After the Revolution (1917) large land parcels, known as ejidos, were deeded back to citizen groups. Three such ejidos--Melaque, San Patricio, and Obregon--have melded into the town known as Melaque, population about 8,000. The campground is located on a spit of land at its south end. Ocean waves crash, literally, on one side and a lagoon brimming with wildlife, including several crocodiles, ripples on the other side. We are camped on the beach side and as I sit typing this, I glance
out the window at sand and waves…Ahhhh. The surf was too rough for the first five days to venture into the water but yesterday I enjoyed my first swim in comfortably warm ocean water.

The view out our window...ChopChop likes the breeze blowing in.

Further south down the beach is the town of Barra de Navidad, population about 3,000. It’s not a long walk--about a mile--but the sand is soft and deep. We chose to drive there. Melaque's town center is bustling with activities and serves as the main commercial zone for this area. In addition to grocery and hardware stores, car repair shops, doctors and dentists, and home-decor and furniture stores, the town offers its visitors lots of little shops and restaurants, an open market, and many small hotels and condos. Gringos who chose to live here--and there are plenty--needn't travel out of the area for any goods or services. The ramps we use to get the scooter on to the truck needed some repair so yesterday we took them to a welding shop. There are also a couple of computer shops in town.

The heat and humidity caught up with me and our first few days here I spent sleeping and reading. We try to take our daily walks in the mornings and have walked through most neighborhoods and down most of Melaque's streets. We've noticed several lots that have been fixed up for single RVs, complete with palapas and outdoor kitchens, an attractive option to purchasing a condo or house.

The little town of Barra de Navidad is more oriented for the fly-in tourist. Unfortunatley there are no RV parks there, but there are nicer small hotels, more up-scale shops, and restaurants. And across the lagoon is the very fancy Hotel Grand Bay and its golf resort. A water taxi can be taken across the water for about $2. There is a marina for pleasure yachts too. This area is a popular spot for cruisers, many of whom anchor in the large lagoon. We brought our hand-held VHF radio so have been listening to the morning radio nets, reminding us of our previous life aboard.

The only deep-water port city of Mexico's west coast, Manzanillo, is about one hour south so we drove down and spent a day there. This is the city where the movie "10" was filmed in the 1970s. The Las Hadas Resort, where the film was made, remains an impressive site nestled into the hills of the Santiago Penninsula. One of the challenges we've had on this trip is manuvering the truck around crowded narrow streets, even without the trailer in-tow. Manzanillo was no exception. We drove through the old town section near the large industrial port area but could not find a parking spot. Most of the hotels and condos are in the northern part of the bay, known as Santiago. The beach is beautiful but we didn't see the charm in Manzanillo that we've seen in other towns and cities.

We attended a fund raising event for a local charity that builds schools for underpriviledged and migrant farm-worker children. They also built and maintain a school / care facility for disabled children. It was a fun night of music and good food. We met a couple from Oregon there, Carl and Olivia. Carl uses a wheelchair too so it was interesting to exchange travel stories. They live in the Portland area and rented a bungalow here for a couple months this winter.

We've enjoyed the company of new friends and shared an interesting dinner out with our Canadian neighbors. Conversation occasionally turns to economics and politics. One repeating comment has been, "When American catches a cold, its neighbors get the flu."

Here are the links to the web albums for the various places mentioned:

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/LeavingPVToPerula#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/Perula#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/BocaBeachAndTenacatita#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/Manzanillo#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/MelaqueAndTuleCG#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/BarraDeNavidad#

Getting to know Lo de Marcos

As we spend our last few days here we feel a tinge of sadness at the thought of leaving. In what at first seemed to be a village with not much to offer we've found very friendly locals, we befriended a couple of Americans living here, and we've settled into a regular routine with our favorite walking routes and places to stop for a cold drink in the afternoon.

This has been a full and varied week:

Our friends Larry and Joanie, who we mentioned in a previous blog, were visiting their friends in Puerto Vallarta for two weeks so we had the opportunity to see them a couple more times. When we were all sail-cruising Mexico in 2000, Joanie had written a couple articles for a California-based sailing magazine and she's always encouraged me in my writing efforts. (Thanks Joanie!) She had learned about a writer's group that meets every Saturday in Puerto Vallarta and invited me to attend a meeting with her last weekend. We didn't know what to expect from the meeting and discovered a thriving group of writers made of both full-time and seasonal PV residents from North America and Europe. Those 50 people at the meeting are but a small part of their membership. They are hosting a conference next month with Linda Ellerbee as the keynote speaker. Anyone curious can see the group's website here:

http://www.puerto-vallarta-writers-group.com/

John went to a boaters swap meet with Larry and George while Joanie and I were at the meeting. Then Winnie joined in and we all went to lunch at a little restaurant tucked back in the Mexican community of Jarretadera. We'd never be able to find that place again without Larry leading the way!

Another day earlier this week, John and I drove into PV to do a "dry run" of how we will pass through the city with the trailer when we head south in a couple days. What an experience with just the truck--it's going to be a REAL adventure with the entire rig! There is a bypass for Hwy 200 that avoids the downtown / old town center of Puerto Vallarta but getting from here to there still requires quite of bit of driving through the busy congested city streets. No way do you want to get stuck in the narrow cobblestone streets of old town with an RV!!! One of our stops for that day was Costco--we're still looking for M&Ms for John-- and along the way we discovered a very nice, newer residential area with wide, smoothly paved roads that COULD lead us the way we need to go but in an effort to keep that area quiet, big rigs (trucks, busses, etc) and towing of any kind are not permitted.

After driving around for about 2 hours, we think we've got our route planned. After determining there really was no other way than the congested central street leading toward downtown, we then needed to find the exact location of the left turn to the bypass road.

Sounds straight forward, right? I think we've described the "lateral lanes" before--one or two lanes, seperate from but parallel to the main lanes. Strange as it may seem, left hand turns are usually made from these lateral lanes on the far right-hand side of the street but in this instance our left turn to the bypass road is from the central lane. To add to the mix, we've been told that large vehicles are required to stay in the "lateral lanes" through this busy area. So, we first need to be in the far right lateral lanes, then at the appropriate place merge into the central lanes--but not too soon!--in preparation to get over to the left turning lane to the bypass...all this amidst very busy traffic flow, narrow lanes, large delivery trucks and busses, etc. So, we marked each merging point on our GPS. Once we get onto the bypass, it's fairly smooth going except for 2 narrow tunnels and about 8 blocks of "old town", complete with cobblestone streets, pedestrians, cars parked along the sides, etc. No doubt, it's going to be an exciting morning! Whew!!

After we got all that figured out, we explored a little along the downtown waterfront. PV's downtown consists of two areas: the tourist area full of shops, restaurants, and nightclubs-all in buildings constructed since the "discovery" of PV after the 1964 movie "Night of the Iguana" starring Richard Burton, and la zona romantica ("the romantic zone"-that's really what it's called!) where there are more of the same but all housed in old-town buildings, some 100 or more years old. These two areas are side-by-side but seperated by the River Cuale. A few years ago Puerto Vallarta was hit by a hurricane and the downtown waterfront was severly damaged. A blessing in disguise! A 5-story parking structure has been built and the malecon (wide sidewalk) along the beach has been widened and extended, including a pedestrian bridge over the river, making it possible to walk continuously for about 1.5 miles along the water's edge. When we were here in 2000, this was very challenging with the wheelchair as there were no curb cuts and the pavement was old, cracked and uneven. To make it even better this time, we had the scooter with us and carried the wheelchair too. Where ever we go we get lots of curious looks and "thumbs up" signals.

On our way home from Puerto Vallarta we stopped to see Daniel, the guy we'd met up with in Nogales, AZ and we'd all crossed the border together. He's the guy I mentioned who is working here now as a boat broker. He's loving life in Mexico and is making plans to stay long-term.

After our long and stressful day driving in Puerto Vallarta we were happy to arrive back "home". We have developed an afternoon routine of walking a certain loop through town. We found a lovely little spot for our afternoon bebidas (drinks): We usually have a coke and a beer--bet you can't guess who drinks what--with a tip included costs $30 pesos (about $2.50us) One day I had no coins, only a $50 peso bill and she didn't have change (it's common that no one has change) but that's all I had so she said to just come back the next day to pay. So, we did and had a delicious lunch too! That was the first time we'd eaten there. It as very good, prepared in her VERY BASIC kitchen there on the sand.

(There are more pics of this little place in the web album, linked at the bottom.)

One day while we were taking our daily walk through town we chatted with a woman from Colorado. She, her husband and 10-year-old son are living here in Lo de Marcos for one school year to give their son the cultural immersion experience. They've rented a simple beach-front house. Her husband travels home about once per month on business. She said the school materials lag a bit behind compared to 4th grade at home but their son is thriving and having a wonderful time here. We've also befriended a retired couple who have RV'd in Mexico for years but due to health issues have simply rented a house here for a couple of months to avoid the stress of driving the RV down but still enables them to enjoy all the pleasures of being in Mexico.

In addition to our afternoon walks, we continue to enjoy evening strolls through town a few nights each week. Since the holidays have passed, there isn't quite as much activity but all the shops are open and we love the food sold from the street vendors. Last night we were sitting along the sidewalk sharing a plate of tacos when we were pleasantly surprised by the Mexican couple, Noa and Esthela, who own the RV park we stayed at in Celestino (up north of Mazatlan) stopping by to say hi. They are having a weekend holiday and noticed us there. That was a pleasant surprise!

One highlight of this week was an evening we spent out with a large group of RVers from this park. One guy organized about 40 of us--pre-arranged for the taxi vans, etc--and we all went to a restaurant about 15 miles north of here. It is a newer business, owned and operated by a very musically-inclined Mexican family. The brothers have a great band that plays the best of '60-70s rock'n'roll mixed with great Mexican music. Most people may think of Mariachi music when they think of Mexican music but there is so much more to it than that, which we've hearing. We love the romantic classical guitar style, especially when it has a bit of a Cuban / Salsa flair to it! Part of the family does all the cooking and restuarant duties while the band entertains. The children dance too! There were three very young girls, dressed and dancing in very contrasting styles but so adorable! The girl in the green dress stole my heart. Her face always had such a serious look as she seemed to be concentrating on the steps to her classical style. The other girl very quickly imitated baby-boomers as they did "The Swim" or line danced. It was great fun and we had lots of laughs. John and I even danced to a couple of slow songs. As we were leaving I told the lead singer that they were fantastic but we really liked the Mexican music the best.

A few final notes:

Because it is legal to ride in the back of a pickup and hitchhiking is so common here that everyone does it, both young and old, we are now regularly picking up hitchhikers. This week we picked up a young couple headed toward Guadalajara with their backpacks and guitars. We took them 15 miles up the road, as far as our destination, and left them at a gas station to catch their next ride.

When we left Costco the other day our bill was about $850 pesos which seemed high since we'd bought very little. But when we did our calculation later, we realized that because the peso has devalued against the dollar making even the "Kirkland" products carry a higher price tag here than Costco in the US, the price was about right. Even though we've adjusted our thinking to pesos versus dollars, $850 still sounds so high but really it was only about $61us.

I've finally added more pictures to the web album of this beautiful RV park where we are staying so you can see those in addition to more pics added to the Lo de Marcos album. You can know what pictures you will be seeing by the final words on each link at the end of the blogs:

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/LaPenitaDiningAndDancing

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/PuertoVallarta#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/LoDeMarcos#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/LoDoMarcosCampground#

Exploring the Nayarit coast

As we've described previously this southern-most 25-mile stretch of the Nayarit coast is dotted with small coastal towns. Lo de Marcos, where we are staying, is located about midway between Peñita de Jaltemba to the north and Sayulita at the south.

Peñita and its neighboring Rincon de Guaybitos are home to about 4,000 locals but, according to tourist information, the population swells to about 8,000 during the winter. Rincon in particular draws many part-time residents and visitors. It is located in the southern end of a small bay edged by a long sweeping beach. The hotel district consists of two paralleling mile-long roads where also many small condominium complexes and 4 RV parks are located. Like so many of the towns we've visited, restaurants and shops selling beach clothing and inflatable water toys line the narrow sidewalks.

Some people we met further north are staying at one of the Rincon RV parks and a few days ago we went to hang out with them and explore. The park where they are staying does not have the amenities we have here but its beachside location is "perfecto". We met many of the RVers staying there (two of whom are from Cannon Beach and know our next door neighbor in Sisters who is also from Cannon Beach--SMALL WORLD!!) and a group of us walked a few blocks to a beachside restaurant for a late lunch. Two of the couples from Canada drive to and leave their RVs in Arizona, then ride their motorcycles into Mexico to tour. They are staying at a small hotel there for 2 months (for $35/night) and taking short side trips.

After lunch John and I walked through town to investigate the other RV parks and take a closer look around town. Even though we like the village of Lo de Marcos, we found Rincon very appealing mostly because the streets are all paved (with interlocking blocks not black top or cement), which makes it better for both walking and "scootering" around, and because Rincon also has more activity, stores, and services, we've already chosen the RV park we'd like to return to!

The RV park we like, and will return to if we come back to this area next year, is right on the beach in front to the orange-colored hotel building.

Another day we visited the small village San Francisco about 8 miles south. It's similar to Lo de Marcos in that only the main road is paved but different in that there is an ecological preservation organization based there, bringing in a different kind of tourist, many of whom are part of the eco-tourism trend. The few shops located there were a little more upscale, catering to both North Americans and Europeans. The beach was simply gorgeous and the day we visited the waves had attracted about 25 surfers.

This beach is one of the prettiest we've seen. Please link at the end of this entry to view the SanFrancisco photo album.

Between our ventures out to explore, real life goes on much like at home. When we review the pictures from our trip in preparation for these blog entries, the palm-lined beaches and thatch-roofed palapa restaurants all start to look the same. Really, how many times can we say "The weather is beautiful, wish you were here"? So, we'd like to share some of the more day-to-day, maybe mundane yet intimate, experiences we encounter. For those of you who are following, feel free to let us know what you prefer to hear about.


Remember John's haircut experience? Well, I went for my first Mexican haircut the other day. A neighboring RVer had recommended a Canadian woman who has a house here but we really prefer to directly support the local economy and interact with Spanish-speaking locals so I went to an estetica (beauty shop) about 2 blocks from the RV park. Yeanette, the owner/stylist does not speak any English so this was a great opportunity. I went to the shop when it opened at 9am and asked if she had any appointments that day. She asked if I wanted it corte (cut) and/or tinte (tinted or colored). After telling her I only needed a cut, she said she had an appointment at 4pm so I agreed to return. The haircut went fine. She was able to understand my simple Spanish-combined with sign language and I got a great haircut. It's really these simple interactions that make the trip worthwhile and enriching, in our opinion.


A young guy was sitting in the other stylist chair during my haircut and I soon discovered he spoke some English. He told us about a local restaurant where he is the cook. I saw him the next morning when I was walking the dog on the beach and told him we'd come for dinner, which we did last night. Turns out he is a wonderful cook. I had fish fillet prepared in the Vera Cruz style--diced tomatoes, red, green and yellow peppers, and onions in a spicy tomato sauce spooned over the grilled fillet. VERY YUMMY!! We enjoyed our sunset dinner but realized we must be acclimating to the climate as John put on his sweatshirt as the temperatures plummeted to 74! We've been closing the trailer windows at night because the dip to the low 60s.


We've repeatedly described Lo de Marcos as a very small village but boy does it come alive at night, especially during the holidays and on the weekends. The RV park backs up to the church where there is also a basketball court that serves as a gathering spot. Of course last week with the continuing celebration of Christmas, then New Years, we kept hearing music at night but the holiday crowds had kept us from attending. After it seemed most of the holiday vacationers were gone and we continued to hear the music at night we walked a few blocks to the church, about 8pm, and found hundreds of people of all ages listening to music, dancing, and eating food prepared at sidewalk carts. The second night there was a vaquero (cowboy) on a dancing horse! Honestly, we couldn't see the signals he was giving the horse but it was prancing in time with the music, even pausing with its hoof held up now and then for the long notes.

This is the dancing horse.

Everyone is happy and friendly, offering Buenas noches (Good Evening) and smiles. John's scooter certainly draws attention and we've noticed there are at least 3 wheelchair-using residents here.


One of the chores that really needed doing when we got here was to wash the truck and trailer. But, we've only seen car washes in the big cities, non of which are large enough for the trailer. But nature provides...Every morning there is enough dew on the vehicles that we've been able to rinse and squeegee/chamois the trailer, and we've "washed" the truck twice. See, it's not ALL fun and games for us!

I've been doing my hand sewing projects along the way but have finally gotten the sewing machine out to work on one of the 5 projects. I don't think I'm getting as much sewing done as I'd expected....

It's come to our attention that some readers are missing the links at the bottom of each entry where you can view more pictures of the areas we've described, many with captions. There are three separate "photo albums" related to this entry:

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/LoDeMarcos#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/RinconDeGuaybitos#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/SanFranciscoNorthOfSayulita#

Lo de Marcos and the Nayarit coast

"Nayarit's long, tufted coastline is one of the hidden, untouristed gems of Pacific Mexico. It blooms with verdant mountain and shoreline forest, orchard-swathed plains, great reaches of wildlife-rich mangrove wetlands, and seemingly limitless strands of golden sand." That's how our guide book describes this region and it is exactly that.

Sunday Dec. 28 we arrived to the campground where we had reservations for the month of January only to find...we didn't. There had been some kind of miscommunication and there were no spaces available till January 6. But in typical Mexican fashion, the manager made a couple phone calls and found us a space at a campground a little further south.

OK, I've got to share a little side-story here...I'd been reading a really good book written by the first American woman to sail around the world alone. (By the Grace of the Sea, by Pat Henry) She told of so many physical and emotional struggles and triumphs during her 8 year voyage with such a positive attitude that it was rubbing off on me so when he told us there had been a confusion with the reservation I just knew it would work out, and maybe even be better than what we'd expected from our "reserved" park. And it is...

When he told me the name of the park and gave us directions, I knew I'd read about that park and remembered it being very beautiful but difficult to get a spot at. I'm pretty sure it was one I'd e-mailed last summer for a reservation only to rec'v a reply that they were completely booked. Well, low and behold! that's the park where he found us a spot available for the month! It is part of a beautiful hotel with two swimming pools and lovely grounds. There is a trail that edges an estuary leading a couple hundred yards to the beach.

I took this picture from the beach looking across the estuary back to the RV park.

Lo de Marcos is a very popular vacation spot so there are many small (10-12 rooms) hotels that seem to mostly serve Mexican tourists and gringos who don't mind "roughing it" a little. "Our" hotel is an exception though. It was obvious when we arrived that this hotel caters to upper-middle class travelers from Guadalajara and Mexico City, several of whom I met and chatted with along the beach trail.

So, for most of the month of January we will be here in the little town of Lo de Marcos. These little towns that dot the coastline are accessed usually by a single road off Hwy 200. This 1/2-mile-long road, paved with paver blocks and the only non-dirt road in town, is edged by small grocery and hardware (very basic) stores, a pharmacy, a couple of lavanderias (laundry service), restaurants and hotels.

Out in front of one of the grocery stores on the main road.

There's also a good restaurant at the end of the road at the beach. We were there today with old cruising friends when this cow came wandering down the beach.

Larry and Joanie now live on Lummi Island in the Puget Sound but are visiting friends who own a condo in Puerto Vallarta --30 minutes south.

(from the left: Larry, Joanie, John, Winnie and George)

There are 6 other RV parks here and we've walked through them to check them out for future visits. Due to economic troubles in the US, all have vacancies. We considered moving to one of them because they are a little less expensive but decided the amenities here are worth it this time.

We've done a little driving around this week but with the holidays each little town has been SO crowded we didn't even park the truck! The locals say that next week will be completely quiet so we plan to do more "on foot" exploring.

John and I usually "stroll" through town in the afternoon, mostly people watching. We've taken a different road each time so we're also seeing the residential areas too. As you can see, this trip is exhausting but we do hope you are enjoying the blog.

See more pics of Lo de Marcos here:

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/LoDeMarcos#

http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/LoDoMarcosCampground#

Going to Playa Amor

We left Mazatlan the day after Christmas for a leg of our travels we'd been looking forward to. We would finally be leaving the Hwy. 15 corridor and for the remainder of our southbound route will follow close to the coast on Mexico's Hwy. 200. Just as Hwy. 1 runs along the US West Coast, this two-lane highway twists and winds it way south along 1,300 miles of rugged coastline from the city of Tepic to the Guatamalan border. We will only be going about 525 miles to Zihuatanejo...this time. We were headed for a campground about one hour north of Puerto Vallarta but decided to interupt the six-hour drive with a two-night stay at Playa Amor. Our main reason for choosing this stop is its proximity to San Blas, a small town we'd loved during our 2000 visit. This is the town that inspired Longfellow's poem "The Bells of San Blas".

Here's a link to the poem:

http://www.hwlongfellow.org/poems_poem.php?pid=178

The 20-site Playa Amor campground, is very nice, perched on a small bluff. We'd read in our camping guide to beware of parking too close to the bluff because of erotion but upon arrival we discovered the owner has reinforced the bluff with a very attractive seawall with large boulders at its base to take the brunt of the ocean waves. The sandy beach is hidden at high tide as the water laps at the seawall. The campground is at the south end of a little village called Aticama. Once settled, we drove back to a little restaurant for lunch; another great deal: 2 full shrimp meals and drinks for less than $15.

Shrimp Diablo--Spicy and Yummy!!!

Because of the huge estuary system located near San Blas, the area is known for "no-see-ums", very small biting nats. Luckily we had very little problem, especially if we were inside at sunset. We spent most of a day in San Blas and like most small Mexican towns, the plaza is the heart of all activities. John had been looking for a barber shop when we noticed a sign in the center of the plaza advertising free haircuts. The stylist was using an electric razor on the patrons and there were several people waiting when we passed by. We didn't have the scooter with us so decided to only explore the few blocks around the plaza. We found a taco stand for a delicious lunch and sat on a shady corner just to people watch. When we arrived back to the central plaza we enjoyed an ice cream cone and John decided to get a haircut. He explained to her he wanted the same existing style just shorter but he got a little nervous when she came toward him with the electric razor. As John puts it: "Last time I got my haircut like this was when I was in the Army: high and tight." He's not thrilled with the cut but I think he looks great! (Look for a picture of John's new "do" in the next chapter.) The free haircuts were part of a public relations campaign by a local politician to thank people for voting for him. Even though we obviously are not voters here, after the hair cut we were asked to sign our name in a notebook, including where we lived. Ahh, politics....We "tipped" her $50 pesos and we on our way...

San Blas has a population of about 15,000 so its public market is not huge. Most public markets are like indoor swapmeets--kind of dark with isles of small booths selling various goods but here was unusual in that it was very light and bright inside with a large food service counter in the center. Very colorful!

During the holidays, Christmas/New Years and Easter especially, many Mexican families come to the coast for vacations. Tent camping is very popular and there are lots of small hotels everywhere. I had a fun time playing with a 7-year-old Mexican girl named Naomi at the campground. She was greatly entertained by throwing the Frisbee for Gracie, she giggled with amazment as Gracie kept bringing it back to her. I had a hard time understanding her Spanish but we did manage to exchange small conversation and I gave her a box of Crayolas and a coloring book.

Click here for more pictures of San Blas:
http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/GoingToAndTouringSanBlas#
Click here for pictures of the Amor campground:
http://picasaweb.google.com/dealegria1961/PlayaAmorCampground#