This leg of the journey takes us all along the coast and not on the toll roads - we thought that this would be much more fun than taking the longer and 'safer' toll road route up through the inland roads towards Mexico City especially since the coastal road was only about an hour longer per google maps. Maybe it was a lot shorter but that one hour turned out to be several hours but much more fun and much more beautiful.
The sun starting coming up shortly after we left the city behind us, we were smelling a lot of smoke and saw a layer of smoke spreading miles and miles through the valley as we started climbing into the mountains from Cabo Corrientes It seemed to follow us for more than an hour or so and we thought maybe crop fields were being burned off as we have so often seen, later you will find out (as we did) what was really going on in that area and pretty much everywhere that we traveled on this leg of our adventure.
Beautiful trees canopied the road and we drove with the windows open listening to the birds singing their morning chorus.
The coast road (MEX 200) was in a much better condition than we had anticipated and was very good until about 10 miles before Tomatlan where they are busy rebuilding the road and bridges completely. Anyone planning on taking this route in the near future should also be aware of the fact that there is major reconstruction going on around the Rio San Nicolas area and you will need to navigate dirt tracks winding around for quite a few miles - take care and be sure to travel slowly and in good weather and light conditions.
We are also still seeing the military presence frequently which is very comforting and shows that Mexico are really working to make the country a safer place for everyone - we have not had any problems at all on the roads and are very impressed so far.
|Typical middle class town|
|Interesting dome house on the hill|
Just before La Cumbre we started seeing banana plantations, when I looked at the map (it was a great idea to bring an actual map with us to see the big picture of where we are instead of just the GPS device version), I found that the are is called Punte Chiquita - go figure!
Village life has it's own pace and it's own transportation style.
Rounding one bend in the mountains, we came across the most beautiful beach that we have seen so far - this one is near Santa Aloma and the beach has not really been discovered yet. There are lots of beaches like this, far off the usual tourist route, miles from any of the populated areas with their shopping centers and airports etc. It would take a couple of days for most people to get to these destinations but still they appear to be begging for development - then again, since we saw many spectacular sights like this one, maybe the current tourist destinations are handling the need?
Come along on a tour of some of the beaches and villages that we passed on our way between Santa Aloma and Manzanillo.
|This marks the spot of a deadly accident the same as a simple white cross does on roads in USA|
|Took this as we crested the top of another tope|
|Never was quite quick enough to the capture the picture of the miles and miles and banana plants.|
|Mango trees are everywhere and we often saw many trucks loaded with crates of mangoes being offloaded to roadside vendors.|
|How can 1 tree growing by the edge of a dusty road in the middle of nowhere be so beautiful.|
We thought we were approaching a toll road until we realized that we were going through the middle of what appeared to be some sort of vehicle distribution point. We were used to a military presence at regular intervals along our route (inspection points thrown up much like those near the border or for drunk driving or boat inspections) but this was something quite new.
Then we passed salt pans at Las Salmas. So you can see, between all the farming, car manufacture/delivery and salt processing, this is a pretty busy country. Not only that, we are very impressed with the feeling of safety that the military presence and frequent showing of Municipal and federal police, as well as local security firms. We saw naval personnel being transported to base with an armed guard as well. The military and Federal Police are always armed with automatic rifles and escorted with a mounted machine gun (and gunner) with 4 armed guards on the back of a pickup. We are very leery of taking any pics since they are often masked..
Other methods of transportation depend on the area that people need to be moved around in.
Since the road took us right along the beach front in Manzanilla and it was lunch time, we decided to try a local beach restaurant for lunch. We knew that this is a strong tourist area because we could have chosen to eat at KFC, DQ, Carls Jnr or Burger King instead and we also saw that Home Depot, Sams and Walmart have stores here too.
We didn't come to Mexico to stay with the same old USA stores and the beach front restaurant was a little questionable so we asked a customer what he was eating and how was it. Turns out that the eggs are too oily but the steak is good so we shared a bifstek and papas lunch. Though it was nothing outstanding, the tortillas were the best that we have had since we have been here, they seemed to be that magical mix of flour and corn that makes them light but flavorful - much as we didn't intend to, we ate all of the tortillas, helped down with a Corona which we shared because of the driving.
It was a long and winding road after lunch. Once we left the town behind, we were up in the hills with lots of narrow roads, hairpin bends and drops. We were alternately driving towards or alongside the coast or into the trees and mountains, at varying heights. Fortunately we had very little traffic most of the way but the little villages and their different forms of transportation and differing heights (and obscurity) of topes were quite challenging at times. As the sun started going down, we knew that we had to make Zihuatanijo before dark. The dangers are from the road itself, not those on the road - everyone is very helpful using flashers to warn that they are stopping for topes but when there is no-one in front of you and the shadows are lengthening, it gets very difficult to see those unmarked topes. It is also difficult to see that sawn off branch that juts out into the road at the very height of your windscreen (and head).
We arrived safely just as the sky was beginning to really darken and we found our stopping point (Villas Mercedes) without too much difficulty - thank you Waze. I must admit though, as we were following the instructions on getting to this little local 'hotel', I was getting very nervous about what sort of shack I may have booked us into - this was not the best part of town. When we arrived, it was the easiest check-in that we have had, the place was clean even though more like a hostel than an hotel and we were even lucky enough to get one of the only 2 parking spots behind a locked gate in the courtyard. We had our own little room and a tiny little bathroom under the stairs - the ceiling fan would not work on anything but the highest speed setting and the air conditioner had much more noise than cooling efficiency but the bed was comfortable and we were safe and out of the night. We didn't venture far for supper because it was late - we had a burger and nibbled of pickled carrots, peppers and garlic but it was kind of concerning that we were the only patrons.
There were some very noisy places nearby but the loud music and crowded bar would necessarily have meant better food. After supper we took a walk along the beach front - it was magical, Lights from distance towns crawling up the hills were reflected in the water, the waves splashed in front of us and the few locals that had been finishing a meal on the beach headed home as the last business closed it's doors for the night, leaving us to soak it in all by ourselves.
Unfortunately we did not sleep too well that night because of the warm humid conditions and the inefficient/noisy air conditioner. Every time I turned during the night, I woke up because I had stuck to the sheets. It was good enough to give us the break that we needed from driving and we started the day well with a decent shower and a lovely breakfast on the sidewalk at a nearby restaurant. We had our choice of tables because we were the only people having breakfast in the area - we had huevos y jamon, including beans and queso fresa, washing it down with a delicious glass of green juice (agua verde) and a couple of cups of coffee. Now we were ready to start the next leg of this journey to Acapulco. On the way back to the hotel to check out, we saw a small group of expats out walking and they were picking up and getting rid of garbage from the streets as they went along - that made us think of ourselves.
Once we had checked out of the hotel which was as quick and easy as the check in, we headed out of town back to Mex 200. As usual, the roads were somewhat confusing and we noticed most people taking a short cut but we decided to play it safe and stick with the navigation instructions. We stopped at a PEMEX to fill up the car and got a bottle of water, Coke and coffee for the road - we learned yesterday to start out with those goodies because the days can be long and the available places for drinks etc. can be very few and far between. We were quite proud of ourselves when we understood the question "quieres una bolsa" (do you want a bag) and were able to answer all the questions about which machine we got the coffee from, what type of coffee was it and which flavor etc. Woohoo, we can do this and were even able to respond with "es complicado" (it's complicated) regarding the coffee selections at the cash register.
This part of the journey was uneventful and the roads were much like those that we had traveled through villages yesterday. Lots of fruit growing and selling, lots of curves and lots of topes but I still recommend driving the coast road between Puerto Vallarta and Acapulco.
We saw a lot of goats and then understood the roadside food stalls because we started noticing that the type of food had changed from mostly "pollo" to "barbacoa chivo" (barbequed goat). We have also noticed that the roadsides are generally clear of garbage except in certain areas where there are mounds of trash piled up. Apparently everyone knows where to dump their garbage and these piles are routinely burned off. This, along with the burning of coconut husks to fuel the brick kilns, now explain the clouds of smoke that we come across as we enter and leave different pueblos.
We had not been on the road for very long when we saw an interesting looking church up on a hillside in the town of Coyuca de Benitez - since we only had about 4 hours of travelling to do today, we thought that this would be a great place to explore along the way.
|Stairs to the balcony - no railings here!|
|Looking up to the Church entrance from town|
We passed another cemetery in one of the pueblos and it was typical of all the wonderful cemeteries that we had been seeing along the way - there is a definite reverence of the dead here and it looks like a beautiful pueblo appears until you look more closely and the structures that are better looking than the inhabitants live in, are actually grottos for the departed.
A few more Caribbean looking beaches and we arrived in Acapulco.
Some of these amazing new roads are actually so new (MEX 85D) that they have not even started charging tolls yet. So we drop through a new toll booth that was not yet manned, meaning that our entire trip from Puerto Vallarta to Acapulco had only cost us about 110 pesos for the one toll that we had to pay. This was even more surprising because the roads were really in excellent condition most of the way.
Reasons to not travel on the roads in Mexico at night:
- Topes (speed bumps) hard enough to spot during the day, impossible at night!
- Tree branches sticking out into roads from the sides at windshield height. We saw some of these at the last minute and barely avoided them even in daylight. As trees fall, they cut them off when they fall over the road but often they are not cut back anywhere near far enough.
- NOT bandidos or other bad guys :)
Entering Acapulco was a much different picture from entering Puerto Vallarta, although there are more inhabitants (mostly tourists?) the skyline is different and the infrastructure appears to be much better.
The Taxis are quite different, they are sometimes pickups with covers on them, other times they are beetles or vans.
Wow, Grand Mayan (a step up from Mayan Palace on the hotel ratings) definitely makes up for our week at the Mayan Palace in Puerto Vallarta - we should have chosen to leave there a day early instead of arriving here a day late. The suite here is maybe even more fabulous than room that we had in Pueblo Bonita and so much better than the suite in Mayan Place last week. The kitchen has much more room and has a 4 burner cook-top instead of 2, a new fridge and ample cabinet/counter-top space as well as a breakfast bar. This is a suite and has a huge bedroom with couch, a comfortable chair, computer table and coffee table as well as a soaking tub. The bathroom has double vanity, glass door shower and a separate toilet. The living room is spacious with two couches, there is a full size dining table and exit to the balcony. There is also free (slow) internet for 2 devices (though we have gotten used to being without internet, this is going to help plan our trip & accommodations for the week drive up to Cancun). The coup de gras is the balcony because it is huge (double width in front of the living room) and spans both the living room and bedroom but wait .. there is a plunge pool on the balcony in front of the bedroom! We may not have an ocean view but the view out over this part of town, villas and a fairway, to the distant hills is every bit as beautiful and I can't wait to see the lights come on in town from a seat in the pool on the balcony.