Puerto Vallarta

Neither of us had ever been to PV by water before, so we listened to some cruisers from Oregon and headed to Nueva Vallarta.  It turned out to be a nice marina and planned community that catered to AARP expats.

Strangely, they had a golf course and a mall, but not a fuel dock, so we had to go 6 miles away to the Pemex for diesel.  Every fuel dock I have seen in MX is a Pemex, and they all screw you.  There is a docking fee, 13% taxes, and the fuel is not cheap on top of that.  It ends up being around $4.25 a gallon.

We took a cab into old town and headed to malecon along the beach and walked around town.  Once again, there were very few gringos here.  Unfortunately, there still were the loud, pushy, obnoxious "2 for 1" guys bugging us at every corner.

We ended up having a fantastic meal at Barcelona, a rooftop Tapas restaurant run by a guy from Chicago.

The forecast looked great and we were full of fuel, so we decided to get up early and make the 290 mile run to Cabo at first light, so we made it an early night.