Our Hacienda was located in the Zona Romantica and this beautiful pier was just a short walk down the hill to the beach. The sands are almost white despite how they look in this shot. I liked this area because you could see locals along with tourists enjoying the beaches which are all public. Shouldn’t all beaches be public??? As you approach Puerto Vallarta by air you can see dense jungle and hillsides and suddenly the most beautiful coastline much of which is taken up by resorts.
I love this shot – it takes me straight back to Cairo. Cobbled streets, flags across the street. It was a curious mixture of a wool shop here, a gay nightclub there, beautiful small hotels, street food and exquisite small restaurants. The mixture was tantalizing. When I chose the Hacienda, I noticed it was aimed at the gay community but welcomed straight folks. Even more intriguing… When I researched the area, the guides said it was particularly safe, with a strong police presence. Teddy and I went out to a lovely little restaurant called Casa Naranjo. I think we were the only straight couple there but we were all the same age. My appetite had disappeared and the host went out of his way to cook some mashed potatoes and also some buttered home-made pasta just for me.
Isn’t there always a little yellow dog wherever you visit? There were many in Cairo and Istanbul. This one resided at a restaurant and was well cared for.
…and then there are the cats. This one was not a stray as you can see from her lovely red collar. She looked just like Katniss.