Hey all!
Back from Puerto Vallarta, complete with pictures. I've posted a couple, but to view the whole beautiful batch, visit:
http://s69.photobucket.com/albums/i60/lbgbs/The trip to Nashville to take the flight was awful: hail, thunderstorms and rain the whole way - and it was that way coming back. Once we came home, we learned that a dozen people or more died in Tennessee the weekend we left and another, sadly, 11 died last night - the day we traveled back.
However, not all was dampered by the storms. Upon our arrival, we were greeted with tons of "Holas," a damp towel and a flute of champagne. Of course, that wasn't the last time we had a drink - we beelined to the pool and the swim up bar - the Manatee - for margaritas and Negro Modelos and sinfully delicious libations called the Dirty Monkey (a banana and cream daquiri with Kaluha) and the Mango Loco (mango juice, rum and grenadine).
The resort we stayed on had several restaurants, and the first was the Sea Side - a cliff-perched cafe that featured surf and turf and the best hor'deuveres of the trip.
The next day was, of course, more pool-sitting - all day long - after a breakfast of just about everything imaginable (bagels, fruit, tortilla-wrapped eggs and fixin's, refried beans, cheeses, cheeses and more cheeses, champagne, juices, milks, Mexican coffee) and a lunch of buffet faire that included shrimp, meats, salads, fruits, mini-burgers (please, if you're like me and don't like rarish hamburgers, don't order one in Mexico - even when asked for well-done, the middle still sang out "Mooooo" when I bit into it. Ugh!) and more libations.
After a long, long, long nap, we headed out for dinner on our second night. We visited the resort's Mexican restaurant. While the waiter was lovely - and showed us that a Mexican desert features a shot of tequila, a shot of tomato juice with tobasco and limes - the faire wasn't as Mexican as we had hoped. Sure, the guacomole was good and the nachos were freshly-made, but most of the food was more coastal Mexican, we assume.
On Wednesday - after a long night of those Dirty Monkeys, Mango Locos, Negro Modelos, Pacificas and Mexican deserts - we, of course, stayed at the pool again and recovered. Breakfast and lunch in the World Cafe and dinner at Oceana - the resorts seafood restaurant. Dinner of red snapper and lobster and shrimp and clam chowder. Yum! Also that day, we pampered ourselves in the spa. I got a body wrap and we both got deep-tissue massages that didn't last long enough. My skin and my muscles love me now.
On Thursday, a big breakfast, a short stay at the pool and then site-seeing! We visited the marina where we dived in with baby dolphins and got to pet them, hug them and I even got a kiss (the picture is not digital and my scanner's connection is busted, so, alas, I can't share that picture until I get that problem fixed).
Afterwards, we walked along the boardwalk, souvenir-shopped and took more taxi's than we cared to (the taxi's were fine, but the way they drive! God, I'm glad Gav's an insurance salesman!).
Dinner that night was Italian - yes, Italian - at a Mexican resort. And it was good! The butter and garlic dipping sauce was to die for.
Most of the time, of course, we sat by the pool and did absolutely nothing, so, to keep this long story from getting longer, I'll end by posting a couple of pics. Visit the link above to see them all: