And We’re Off……Yelapa – via Puerto Vallarta, Mexico March 6th to 13th, 2015

How awesome it is to hop in that cab and sprint to the airport to catch a plane south on a Canadian winter day!  FREEDOM!  WARMTH!  Everything a boy and girl need!  Of course, the spirit dampens somewhat once you arrive at the airport, stand in line to check your bag, stand in line to get through security, blah blah.  Of course, the alarms always ring as I go through the scanner and I whisper ‘underwire’ into the agents ear, then wait somewhat patiently for a female to come pat me down as everyone stares at me wondering what I’m trying to sneak onto the plane.  Finally, I’m through and we hop onto the flying bus.  We didn’t book an all inclusive, but we did book the flight through Sunwing.  These planes were not designed for a woman of my stature and again, I whisper this time to the flight attendant ‘extender please’.

All done and we’re off!  We departed Ottawa (YOW) at 3:45 and 5 hours and 40 minutes later we descended in the darkness into Puerto Vallarta Airport (PVR) .  We had arranged a driver and he was a bit worried by the time we arrived as we were almost the last through (no clue how that happened). Hopped in our car and then we held on for dear life as the cab driver drove at break neck speeds, darting in and out, narrowly avoiding collisions on more than one occasion (please..let me see the ocean one last time before I die)!  We started to get excited when we past the hotel we stayed back in 2007, that was our first ‘south’ vacation on our 10th  anniversary of meeting, it was amazing!  This time out we were staying in Old Vallarta at a Playa Los Arcos an ocean front hotel next to Los Muertos Pier (where we needed to be Saturday to get the water taxi to Yelapa).  To avoid traffic the cab driver took the long way up the hill and around down in the back way to Old Vallarta (also known as the Romantica Zone).  It’s beautiful, has exactly the flavour Johnny and I love, lots of people, narrow cobble streets, sidewalk restaurants, unique little hotels.  A truly romantic setting if you are the type of traveller who appreciates laid back more local style of travel.

We pulled up in front of Playa Los Arcos, my car door was opened immediately (I thought by a hotel staff member), however I glanced up to see my good old friend Dennis from London Ontario!  Dennis is spending the month in PVR and we realized last week we would be there at the same time.  Johnny and I checked in, threw on some more appropriate clothing then the 3 of us headed out to a terrific little restaurant rat the corner of the Malecon and the street that goes down to Los Muerto pier.  We sat at tables on the beach and chatted, each of us sipping our favourite drink (Corona, Mojitos, Sauvignon Blanc :).  Unfortunately, no photos from arrival day, but have no fear, there will be lots in the days ahead!  Lovin’ the edit concept, I’m adding a couple of photos I took the next morning.


Not nearly as romantic looking during the day, but this is where Johnny, Dennis & I sat sipping our drinks upon our arrival.


Views  from our balcony at Playa Los Arcos & the area immediately around the hotel




Love this rental car




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