It's 7am and we're at the bus depot waiting to board our bus to Puerto Vallarta. It's a first class bus this time, complete with air conditioning, reclining seats, movie and a washroom. Manzanillo is not the prettiest city, but it has everything tourists usually seek out. Lovely beaches, deep sea fishing, shopping and all inclusive resorts. The strange thing is that the resorts are empty. Yesterday we went to a beach overlooked by an all inclusive hotel. A lady we met on the beach told us that less than half the rooms were occupied. Of the hotel guests we saw on the beach it seemed about half were Canadian and half were Mexican. The boats doing harbour cruises were flying Mexican and Canadian flags but no stars and stripes. When I think about it the last time I heard an American accent we were in Patzcuaro. I guess they just aren't traveling.
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Tuesday, February 01, 2011
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