It has been an unusual afternoon though. It is pouring.
There have been but three or four rainy days in Puerto Vallarta since November 27th. I tell myself the rain is good and will keep the coconuts and palm trees green.
We ran here to escape home's perpetually grey winter days. Don't tell anyone but I secretly feel that these overcast skies are a nice change. I'd probably never, ever admit that directly to anyone hailing from Cascadia.