This afternoon, we walked along the Malacon; the mile long boardwalk, the tourist centre of shop keepers calling out to us, “hey pretty lady, tequila time, your boyfriend won’t mind, hey, where you from, come here, almost free…” ad infinitum. (groan)
Small wonder then that we decided to turn to our left, up the small streets, up the stairs, up to the top of Puerto Vallarta, away form the sellers and tourists, to the very top till we couldn’t climb any more. We came to see what we could see.
We were on the same level as the crown of the Our Lady of Guadalupe church.
The top of the hill and the only things above us were the roofs, the tulip trees and the blue sky.
Around us are ancient doors…
And backyard papaya trees.
Doorstep house cats,
And seed throwing squirrels.
That’s the seed pod he chucked at us…lol…he missed 😀
We took a good hour mooching around the little streets.
We admired the beautiful doors.
We were sorely tempted to trespass and run across the little bridges.
But, in the end, we took in the sights…
…and walked back down to the river…
…and followed it down to the sea.
I’ll link Chloe’s brilliant video of today as soon as she’s uploaded it to YouTube. Writing blog posts is a lot faster than editing videos. 😀
Here it is!