Casa Manana Puerto Vallarta

... bullies de cours decole qua des regards de representants...Je lis un petit encadre dans le Lonely planet ou ils disent que Puerto Vallarta est la capitale gaie du Mexique. SaXXXXen, ce sont pas des vendeurs de croisieres finalement. Jaurais prefere que ca en soit.


3- Pas de recherches de job durant la fin de semaine, une croisiere bookee dans une agence de voyage ou on va a un point precis innacessible par route ou un sentier nous amene dans le fond ...

... and felt like our own private place. Pelicans circled overhead as we swam in the warm but powerful Pacific waves, and we even saw a whale spouting as it surfaced in the distance. On our way back to the hostel we also witnessed baby turtles being released from their nest and attempting to make that perilous first journey into the water.

Sayulita is famous for its seafood and it did not disappoint. The battered fish and prawn tacos served with mango salsa were one of the ...

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DAY 3- November 2, 2009 Puerto Vallarta, Mexico

(Happy Birthday Sis!)

Headaches are the worst. Especially when they are associated with a hangover. Not that I am hung this morning, but that last Sambuca shot must've put me over the edge. I am somewhere between hangover and cranky. I make my way, sunglasses protecting my fragile eyes, for my morning coffee, only to realize I didn't bring my travel mug. So, instead of heading back to the cabin, I ...

Finally, the reward for living through all of the storm. A beautiful morning - and finally feeling better.

Got off the Ship briefly before we left (total of 20 minutes) to take a few pictures.

Back onboard by 1pm.

At 4pm Classic Disco T-dance (delayed due to our extended stay in PV).

The flight to Puerto Vallarta from Acapulco was wonderful. One hour to Mexico City, a short wait in the airport and then an hour and a half to Puerto Vallarta. It was hot when we left, 5 degrees C in Mexico City and hot when we arrived in P.V. Dressing in layers sure helps. We knew that we wanted to stay in the old section of Puerto Vallarta and once again through a recommendation we headed to a little hotel called Hotel Hortensia, not on ...

We were woken up to a Captain's general announcement that we are directly in the hurricane's path. This is not a good thing. We aren't disembarking here in Puerto Vallarta as planned. The ship had to stop to deal with a medical emergency, but then we will hasten to LA in an attempt to beat the storm. It is back up to a Catagory 4 with seas of 35 feet and wind gusts of 120 miles per hour. This is not a good thing. Right now ...

... evening after another great dinner, we made our way to the poolside deck where the nightly entertainment was held. It was a great show...very colourful.

... Mr. Taco at least once. The food is so good, that we know you will go back for more. We walked home and slowly strolled the boardwalk to take in some more sights of Puerto Vallarta before heading home to 'Nilla for the night. The heat inside the van was nearly unbearable the next morning, however we still decided to sleep in and it was well worth it. Today we decided to check out another resort. We heard about a resort called Costa Sur ...

... by beach. The water was the most incredible crystal clear turquoise blue, with a gorgeous white sand beach. That night I went back to the same club, and there was a live band and a lot more people. There was literally 14 members of the band on stage and people dancing everywhere!! The next morning I got on a bus headed to Varadero. It is like the Cuban equivalent of Cancun, where a peninsula has been turned into a tourist trap. I stayed the rest of my nights in ...