Villa Corona del Mar
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Swimming pool
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... perhaps it was the sweating…..maybe it was because I was in the middle of a residential neighbourhood, not near much. We started talking – she was really nice, hadn’t ever walked to Walmart herself, so wasn’t sure about all of that, but she did invite me to see her place up the street. WOW! Many many homes in Mexico are behind tall, solid walls so you cannot see them – you see gates and can ...
... us, and that first waypoint should have put us in twenty feet of water – we must be off course! Dois nearly pulled the plug at that point, but the sounder reading began to rise; “7.8 feet” and then “9.2 feet”. He pushed on.
As we connected the dots, the depth held steady at ten to twelve feet but our next challenge was now coming in from the left – breakers. I didn't want to look, but I could hear the thunder. ...
... didn't see a lot of weird stuff. Especially in comparison to the usually subdued atmosphere here in La Penita. Rincon de Guayabitos, as usual, was quite a bit rowdier, but that was nothing new for them in their role as the wisecracking, somewhat unscrupulous, neighbor in this little Mexican sitcom.
It started with a gradual traffic buildup, both vehicle and foot, followed by a huge increase in signs advertising rooms for rent, ...
... grunt "Hnnhh? Hnnhh? HNNHH?" Just as my hand starts to cover my eyes in mortification I hear a voice light up (in this case, Marta's) "Ah, si! Si!" before she walks away, clearly in full comprehension of situation. I look at old Laynni in disbelief and she just shrugs, "She's going to clean our room on Thursday. Oh yeah, she's going to get us some extra garbage bags, too." Boy, I felt like a real phony. Strangely enough, though, while they seem to have ...
... aside and forget about how small the seat is because, let's face it, nothing says Mexico like spending a five wonderful minutes grinning ear to ear while you ride a giant Mexican cock! Day Seven Adios, amigos. You may be going home, but rest easy knowing that you've left behind a trail of joy and merriment, along with a box of Kraft Dinner. See you again next year! More new photos: ...