At the end of July we left for a week-long trip in Puerto Vallarta. We joined my Dad and Candace who were already there at the condo-on-the-beach. Here are a few excerpts from the trip.
A famous church that I never got around to going inside to see. It's supposed to be really beautiful, but I gotta admit by the time we made it down there on foot we were dying from the heat and humidity, so a passing photo of the steeple as we headed back to the pool was about all I was able to manage.
Every morning the 'Muffin Man' came by with his tray of fresh-out-of-the-oven muffins and pastries. He knew where to find us on our 4th floor balcony. Here's Dad, Mike, and the kids making their choices. I'm dreaming of an apple custard pastry right now.
The view from the roof (pool deck) staring south down the beach.
The view from the back of the condo where we were staying.
The view from the front of the condo where we were staying.
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