Trip Start Jun 21, 2008
35Trip End Sep 03, 2008
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The road to Puerto Vallarta was only 104 miles but it took us a long time. However it was one of the most beautiful roads I have ever been on. It was a small winding road taking us high up into the mountains and jungle and overlooking the ocean...we passed tiny villages with seaside restaurants cooking up seafood right on the beach. There were fruit stands serving every fruit you can imagine and the road was lined with mango trees. Again I hope some of the pictures will do it justice..
We also had our first experience with rain on the road, all of a sudden it started pouring down but our gear held up and it didn't really phase us. However it is such a contrast from the 113 degree heat in Baja...rain and 85 degrees is quite nice.
Riding into Puerto Vallarta we followed our gut from yesterday and stopped for lunch before we got into the actual town. Perfect. We found a seaside restaurant where the tables were literally in the sand right next to the ocean. Our entertainment while eating was watching all the local kids boogie boarding the pretty big waves or "olas grandes" en espanol! The lunch could be ranked as one of the best meals we had so far. Therefore a picture is included...
Actually even funnier than watching the kids was watching these two American guys... a guy in his thirties and his father trying to boogie board. They could not even make it out further than the first wave while all these 7 year old kids were just schooling them! ...gringos.
Riding into Puerto Vallarta both Jess and I got really excited
Hey it's Jess here...Peurto Vallarta is awesome (or the "bees-knees" as they say in Cockney English)...super cosmopolitan, but beachy at the same time...and Malin failed to mention that jus t by pure happenstance, we're staying right smack dab in the middle of the gay district!....Faaaabulous! Perfect timing for me to put on a hard-hat and strut my macho-man lumberjack beard. In all honesty, it's not like Malin and I are going to be partaking in any leap-frog contests on the beach, but it's nice to be off the malecon and away from all of the loud tourists, and there are plenty of funky coffee shops and restaurants around here to keep us happy.
The first morning we went out for a coffee and some breakfast and we passed a café where a guy wearing something that resembled Richard Simmons workout gear persuaded us to come in...okay, he was blasting music from George Michael...what could I do? Anyhow, the food was great, but when I got my coffee - it was delivered in a huge plastic tumbler with whipped cream, cinnamon, and a cherry on top...so much for my lumberjack beard, huh? Note to self: tomorrow, order a cup of coffee, black. Anyhow, breakfast was delicious, but when I found myself tapping my toe to the beat of Erasure serenading us from the house stereo system...I knew it was time for us to go.
After a hard day of lounging by the pool, working on our suntans and blogging, it was time to go out for a little Spanish tapas! But hold on, Mother Nature had something up her sleeve...the skies grew dark, and the clouds opened up and completely showered us for the next 5 hours...over 10 inches of rain! The streets were totally flooded, and Malin and I were starving little hostages on our covered balcony. All we had to sustain us through the night was one Snickers bar and a 6-pack of Pacifico! The rain began to let up around 10pm, but then a huge lightening strike and the power for the entire city went out! The glow from the LCD screen on the laptop was the only light we had...but we were determined to continue to blog...like Francis Scott Key and the Star Spangled Banner, we typed away, not knowing whether the Mexican flag would be flying the next day
Okay, enough lame drama...the power came back on around 1am and the city was pretty much normal the next day, save for the rushing brown river that made the Puerto Vallarta coastal waters look like Yoohoo chocolate milk.
Today, after the big storm, it's been perfect poolside weather...and we ended up going for Spanish tapas for lunch...yum!
Tomorrow we have a 400 mile journey down the coast to a small beach town called Playa Azul...so yes, you guessed it, it's time to fire up the Two-Thump Bump-Stick (the bike, in reference to it's twin-cylinder configuration and it's hard hitting capabilities)...and hit the open Mexican road!