Spycow

Yes, in case you’re wondering, we have been singing that to ourselves for a few weeks now. Even now that we’re back we (at least I) still are.

If, in the future, you get the opportunity to stay in an all-expenses-paid resort on the coast in Puerto Vallarta, then I say you should take that opportunity, because it’s a fine way to spend a few days. There’s good sun, good wind, good sea, good food, good drink, and all around good times, ok? I spent 4 days there, but Karen spent 8, but even so, the normal “I want to go home”’s that occur at the end of a normal vacation weren’t happening for either of us. Yet, the world is cruel and conspired well in advance to thwart our plans by setting up societies and economies and crap like that where you can’t just sit around all day. Which I suppose is good, because then this place would be pretty full.

I digress. The hotel (Sol Meliá) was awesome, although it had this weird Flintstones thing going on. The food was good, if a little repetitive, although it did mean that Karen didn’t have to worry about getting glutened most of the time. It’s a lot easier when almost everything is corn-based.

We also went out to downtown Pto. Vallarta and patronized some of the shops there. Around sunset, we saw a mother and calf humpback whale performing for the boats that were out in the water, which was awesome. It was a surprise to us that they would come so close to shore (I’d say about 500 yards out). We also saw about 4 dozen pretty spectacular sunsets, although we missed one as a result of being in the water snorkelling.

On our way home we had a layover in LA (which, clearly, is the shortest route between PVR and BOS) so we had dinner with Karen’s aunt and cousins. This, also, we a lot of fun, those kids are really cute. Then we headed back home, got in at 6:30am and hit the hay. It’s a really good thing we took yesterday off, too, or we’d have been really hurting at work.

But, yeah, if you can go, go. It’s awesome, and we had a friggin’ blast.