San Blas

 

 

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.