Drove back to
Vallarta. Switched out the car. Drove back north. No trouble,
no charge. I had read advice online before the trip that when it comes to
rental cars, just accept the most insurance offered. It will double the
price of the rental, but that’s just a few hundred dollars. Because we
had all the insurance, that coconut drop won’t cost us a penny.
So, we made it back to Lo
de Marcos just in time for lunch. We pulled over there and had a good
meal, then continued on north to a new destination. San Blas.
Here is a map showing
where Lo de Marcos is.
https://www.google.com/maps/@20.8753002,-105.2063681,10.57z
Here is a map with San
Blas.
https://www.google.com/maps/@21.1721161,-104.8766059,9.27z
San Blas is not like Lo de
Marcos at all. This is just a busy Mexican town. Not a lot of
tourists. Not a lot of Expats. This time, instead of having a room,
we’ve got a whole apartment. Right on a busy road, so it’s not quiet, but
our bedroom is way in the back so it should be fine.
About town.
See the decoration on the
top of this house?
It’s not a decoration,
that’s a real dog.
Uneven footing?
The open hole in this
sidewalk goes down about four feet!
Golden-cheeked Woodpecker.
Year bird!
There are policia standing
around town keeping us safe. Of course, Judy stops to talk with
them. She was working her Spanish on one of them, then comes over to me
totally embarrassed. She was talking about washing her face, to get the
bug spray off, and accidentally invited him home with her. She had to
work up an apology on the translator and take it back over to him to set the
record straight. He was wonderfully tolerant.