We drank that whole giant world market-y jug of margaritas like it was our JOB! Then we ate one million tacos also like it was the other part of our job. I guess summer is kind of here.
Though we spent our first night in Puerto Vallarta, I think we need to focus on more important things. Specifically, Yelapa. Here is how you get there: you drive to the furthest beach. You get on a boat. Go for a half hour until you see the most beautiful cove you can imagine. Jump off the boat, and hike into the jungle. And then you are there. Is that how my recipes read? I hope so. I don't want to be annoying about this whole Mexico thing. But we had spiney lobster caught from that very dock on New Years Eve. We ate tacos twice a day, and polished off lots of bottles of tequila and pacifico steadily and with out consequence (so far-who knows what my future holds). It ruled, very seriously, and very awesomely. There was a library there, and burros. I will tell you about the dogs and more about the food in part 2.
Y'all, I'm going to Mexico tomorrow. I'll be back in a week with food stories and lots of photos. Have a happy New Year and don't forget to eat black eyed peas and collards on the first!