Sunday evening I admired more of the yellow-footed birds.
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| They come in pairs ! |
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| No sightings yet, fortunately ;-) |
Monday morning it's time for the 7 km march to Viejo Vallarta again.
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| Another walk to the bike tour store; closed again ! But a nice view ;-) |
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| Most tourists don't climb hills very well |
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| Very pretty tourist wares |
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| Hans parting the pool waters |
After lunch and a short nap (This is a holiday after all), I decide to walk the beach in the other direction. There is supposed to be an uninterrupted beach for more than 3 km to the Marina of PV.
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| A facial expression rarely seen in Vancouver |
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| This little river seems innocent enough |
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| or maybe not? |
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| After almost being swept away when fyording the stream, I start to understand why they are patrolling out there |
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| Presumably a nice view from the inside, but not from the outside |
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| The 'Hotel Zone' |
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| NO, I did NOT pee my pants |
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| If any of the birds represented by the little black specks are of the Albatross family, I wouldn't want to live here ! |
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| Hitchcock ! |
The sunset an hour later is a flamboyant orgy of pink and orange, but I'm sitting in the lobby uploading these pictures and my camera is in my room. Live and Learn.
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