Boring Flat Beaches - Day 53

We got up at the usual 8:30 to 9:00 timing. So as usual, it was after ten before we had finished breakfast and the lot. By the time eleven rolled around, we realized we hadn't planned anything for the day. The sky was the bright kind of blue that doesn't happen every morning, so we dressed up. (This means I put on my shorts, sandals, and a Hawaiian shirt.) We hit the stairs without a real plan but thinking we might go catch a bus to Mismaloya. By the time our feet had hit the road, we had already reconsidered. It was too late for that. There must be some other thing we could do.

An idea surfaced. After being here numerous times, we'd never really seen the beaches of Hotel Zone. So we went on a bus heading north rather than fulfilling our original intentions in the other direction. Just after getting through Centro, one comes to the municipal stadium. This is were we got off, right in front of the Sheraton Buganvilias which is probably still considered in a part of Puerto Vallarta Centro.


We found an access path right next to the southern side of the Sheraton complex. Here it was rocky but as we progressed up the beach, it got sandier. We kept walking into the southern hotel zone. We saw hundreds people staying in the hotel complexes. We hiked back from the beach to road along the northern edge of the Canto de Sol.





If one has a week, I can see the allure of an all-inclusive. One never has to leave the property with its non-stop food and drinks. It makes sense for those who fly in just for a chance to thaw out by the pool in the sun for a week.

That is not our Puerto Vallarta. I know we'd much rather be where we are. I love chillin' in the Old Town, hugging the edge of the mountains.