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3 days in Zihuatanejo: Day 2-Simple Pleasures
The Bay of Zihuatanejo is pretty much a circle with an opening to the ocean at the one o’clock position. Beaches line the shore in increasing quality as you make your way clockwise. It was clear from my guide book that you could walk two thirds of the way around the circle but that a…
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3 days in Zihuatanejo: Day 1-Mi Casa Es Su Casa
I’d learned by now that the sun rises in Mexico about 7am so I set my alarm for 6:30. It was about 6:40 when I finally heard it over the thunder of my antiquated air conditioning unit. The night before, I’d checked into my ten dollar room, a sweltering box with a simple ceiling fan…
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Learning to live on Mexican time
I sit here listening to the fountain cascade over the edge of its giant bowl. It’s hard to believe just a few hours ago I was shivering beneath my covers. An occasional cloud passes by. The plaza is filled with families as if it was midsummer, and here in Mexico it is. Every day. Mexico…
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The underwhelming town of Tequisquiapan
The word underwhelming must have first been coined by a visitor to this town. I admit, I almost walked back onto the bus from which I’d just disembarked upon a quick scan of the place. Unfortunately, given the time at which I’d arrived, heading onto the next town was not practical. So I decided to…
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My Life in Puerto Vallarta
The hostel is located in a neighborhood called ¨Zona Romantica¨, half way up a street that you ascend on stairs. The beach is one and a half blocks from my doorstep, the same beach where I catch the boat for my tours to the Marieta Islands. Half a block away is the restaurant district with…
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You realize I’m not coming back, don’t you?
Bobbing like a cork, I lay prone, fingers interlaced behind my head; the water, like strands of warm silk, licking at my skin. It was seven in the evening, but neither the temperature of the air nor the water gave any indication that the day was waning. It had been a pleasant initial few hours…
