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Pay 270 Pesos for a Good Time at Chico's
After leaving Sayulita and our new found friends, the
under aged RVers, who made us some great meals, we
skedaddled on to Puerto Vallarta. Susanna wasn't
feeling all that well and we took it easy in the
hills. We had gotten most of our errands done and only
a bank heist and a bike shop were in order in crazy
Puerto Vallarta.
We were expecting PV to be like Mazatlan and decided
we wanted to get in and out as fast as possible. The
actual town turned out to be quite cute, but I thought
I was going to lose my ovaries due to the rocky
cobblestone streets. We got through it and gave the
bikes a little love and words of encouragement and
continued on. We met jay from BC, Canada who told us
we should stop for a swim at Chico's Paradise and
slipped us 50 pesos to hook Chico up. We decided we
would ask Don Chico for a little spot to camp out in
and hope for the best. After singing some Lion King
songs spurred on by the fact that our surroundings
were lush, jungle canopies, I started complaining
about the end of the day hill we were traveling up.
We finally got to Chico's paradise and it really was a
paradise. The only trouble for us is it was an outdoor
restaurant and not a place to camp.
After asking Joel, a waiter, if there was anywhere
that we would be able to camp in the area, he went and
talked to someone and pulled some strings. For the
price of 2 dinners and some lemonade, we had the whole
restaurant, bathrooms included, and a vigilante,
Alberto, with whom we kept watch for the night.
Although we awoke to the damn roosters, we also awoke
to a beautiful view of the waterfalls from the Ojo de
Verano River south of PV. As we packed up, we decided
that a swim was in order. We ran into Nicolas who had
just returned from a night out with the ladies and he
made us fruit cups with yogurt and then showed us a
great swimming hole. We jumped in and enjoyed the cold
water, escaping the hot 8 am sun. After various,
unsuccessful attempts of trying to charm the bike
shorts off Susanna, he finally let up and left us with
some chocolate treats for the road.
For 270 Pesos, we had a wonderful dinner, a place to
sleep, a place to swim, some chocolate treats, and
another great story. Not a bad day in Mexico....
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