It really is a charming old town, complete with cobble stones and very narrow streets. After walking the length of The Malecon (boardwalk), and inspecting all the sculptures, Gill, Ken and I ambled up along the river, looking at the objects for sale in the little shops. When weary, we stopped for coffee and brushetta at the River Cafe, except Gill drank a margarita.
Next we walked right up a side street, straight up the hill, which was very steep. I hate edges, but I managed to walk up these steep steps with no railing by keeping my focus on the wall, not the edge. Amazing I could do it. We finally decided to walk no further up the hill but to walk along the top. Finally, Gill asked where we were going, and a nice lady asked if we were lost. She finally told us about a little Tappas restaurant where we ended up having lunch. Great food but it took us two hours.
The Galleries are interesting in Vallarta, and the three of us found some good ones. Finally, we grabbed a cab back to our home in Nuevo Vallarta, and ended our day drinking margaritas on the beach and looking out to sea. It was a grand day in Puerto Vallarta, but we were all happy to be home.
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